post-script: sort of a long time coming
My last entry was punctured by the usual flow of steady interruptions. BUT, I forgot to add this thought that has been on my mind for a while:
One of my ways of coping with difficult situations and life in general is repetition. In particular, this repetition is in the music I listen to, which is why if you're connected to me on spotify, read this journal, have any knowledge of my tweeting (particularly 2008-9), then you know I get stuck on certain albums, if not certain songs.
Well, here's a bonus to that that may explain the former quite a bit: part of why I literally do play a CD on loop for hours or days is because the songs sound...well...different each time. No matter how many times I may listen to, say, "Romance" to use a more recent example, Carrie's singing, Janet's drumming...it sounds different. Sometimes I really do feel it, and it sways me just like Carrie sings that it should. Sometimes I put on that Wild Flag album, eager to hear "Something Came Over Me" (track 2), only to find that...how the hell did it get to "Endless Talk" (track 5)? I was in the room, the whole time "listening." Then, I go back to track 2...and somehow got back to "Endless Talk"!!
I don't know how to explain this any better and it is something I've yet to discuss with anyone, really.
On a related note, I think all my senses tend to be a bit off. My eyesight is okay enough, but I still find myself misreading words; my sense of smell is bad, and when people complain about smells I have to consciously unplug myself from life to smell...nothing; I could go on, but this was to be a short postscript, not a lengthy ramble about how my senses are senseless.
Another PS (so is this a PPS that didn't get its own entry?): I had to resort to new tags for this entry. I don't really have idioms to describe any of this. The lj tag thing is great, but I got so many entries and inconsistent tags and tagging...if I were famous or motivated, I would either hire someone to do it or fix it myself. But, the system is broken. So it goes.
One of my ways of coping with difficult situations and life in general is repetition. In particular, this repetition is in the music I listen to, which is why if you're connected to me on spotify, read this journal, have any knowledge of my tweeting (particularly 2008-9), then you know I get stuck on certain albums, if not certain songs.
Well, here's a bonus to that that may explain the former quite a bit: part of why I literally do play a CD on loop for hours or days is because the songs sound...well...different each time. No matter how many times I may listen to, say, "Romance" to use a more recent example, Carrie's singing, Janet's drumming...it sounds different. Sometimes I really do feel it, and it sways me just like Carrie sings that it should. Sometimes I put on that Wild Flag album, eager to hear "Something Came Over Me" (track 2), only to find that...how the hell did it get to "Endless Talk" (track 5)? I was in the room, the whole time "listening." Then, I go back to track 2...and somehow got back to "Endless Talk"!!
I don't know how to explain this any better and it is something I've yet to discuss with anyone, really.
On a related note, I think all my senses tend to be a bit off. My eyesight is okay enough, but I still find myself misreading words; my sense of smell is bad, and when people complain about smells I have to consciously unplug myself from life to smell...nothing; I could go on, but this was to be a short postscript, not a lengthy ramble about how my senses are senseless.
Another PS (so is this a PPS that didn't get its own entry?): I had to resort to new tags for this entry. I don't really have idioms to describe any of this. The lj tag thing is great, but I got so many entries and inconsistent tags and tagging...if I were famous or motivated, I would either hire someone to do it or fix it myself. But, the system is broken. So it goes.