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[gtstiggy]

The other day I was talking to this random girl (don't recall her name), and she asked me what my favorite type of music was. Blankly I answered her: "Classical, Bluegrass, and a bit of Rock." After that we both went on with our day. 2 hours later, I started to think about it: "What is my favorite type of music?" After about 2 or 3 hours of deliberation of myself and the wall, I decided that it was a variant thing in my life. My musical roots began in the likes of Warren G, and MC Hammer(yes... I know) and have since then touched base with almost all genres of music out there, to finally settle down into "Classical, Bluegrass, and a bit of Rock." Upon further deliberation (the wall was a great deliberator), I realized my music choice is dependent upon the people I am with. I share my music. My dad and I share Stevie Ray Vaughn and the blues side of me. Hannah and I have the Bluegrass, Angharad has the Tiziano Ferro and the Louise Attaque, Felix has "the peaches," etc. And that made sense, becuase I associated Garbage with Jason, whom whenever I listen to, make me feel very.. empty. It made even more sense when I looked at The Pianist Soundtrack. Everytime I hear that CD, I remember my Sister's and Brother's faces, and tear up a little. So we can obviously attribute a song to an event - like a memory. Interesting. So what in life gets stored in Memory? Is it the important stuff, like the deaths? What makes a memory? I remember the death of a friend, and I remember hiding under my bed, playing with my TMNT after dark, I remember the evil hand that would put me to sleep (don't think gross, this is a serious thing). I remember Spelling Bee, and not making it. I remember measuring my height by my mothers height. What of those were important? The only thing I could think of was to remind us we were kids. I remember moving to Austin from Albuquerque. I remember talking in the back of my house with friend about the world and the funny stuff that happens. I remember Sondra breaking up with me. I remember State Marching Festival. Why do these get remembered?! So after about a couple weeks of deliberation, I think the best answer I came up with was "to remind us that we are human. To make us realize that we are alive and human." It also seems that the big events in my life are the ones that are the smallest.

Enough Pondering for now