my first week on the job and what i (re)learned
yeah, i got a job, but that's not the important part -
ever feel like you realise something so immediately and powerfully that it feels like either -
a) somebody told you, somehow, without telling you (collective unconscious)
b) you remember it, even though you never remember knowing it (past-life regression)
c) you hit yourself upon the head for not having seen it until that instant (epiphany)
man, with the monotony of my new job*, i have a lot of time to zone out and really ponder, man. and here's what we now know:
I. i always want to go out to dinner at applebee's or have fun in an ordinary bar drinking bud or something else really plebeian. i dunno why. i used to say it's because i consider myself a "salt-of-the-earth" kind of guy, down with the masses. now i know, untrue. i see people dressed normally and having fun without any self-consciousness or concern and i know that is not me and i want it - normalcy. i blame commercials for this, enforcing their strict stereotypes of mediocrity and conformity. bastards. because of that certain syndrome of my brain, and the way it always made me feel like i-am-not-from-your-country, it's this sort of lingering desire. weird. well, fine, maybe i haven't always been cool with being other.
II. here's a stinker - if you are in love with someone, and love them with all of your heart and soul, and they love you with all of their heart and soul, there's a distinct possibility one of you will love the other more than is loved. not everyone can love on the same levels. shitty, eh?
III. so, does pop music suck? it's a tough call. all of the bands i have loved that were pop - p.s., we're defining pop here as "verse chorus verse with vocals" - back when i first started noticing music was pretty much the end-all and be-all have not released many good albums in the past, er, decade. a representative sampling:
now then to reconsider.
these three above bands all went from GREAT to shadows of their former selves.
let's try a different angle.
if you couldn't give a shit about the system the whole way, it's possible to still make excellent music.
and one last one -
when you go out, do it in an amazing blaze, a conflagration, and burn your bridges. (n.b. doubling your band's name does not ensure quality of late, c.f. duran duran.)
IV. don't spend too much time on one thing. your first instincts are correct. he who hesitates is lost. feel and act, and think while it happens. in other words, i spent too much time on III i forgot what IV is. :P
oh! and! this post is dedicated to my brotha jc objet. i think i was influenced a little by his writing style. ;)
ever feel like you realise something so immediately and powerfully that it feels like either -
a) somebody told you, somehow, without telling you (collective unconscious)
b) you remember it, even though you never remember knowing it (past-life regression)
c) you hit yourself upon the head for not having seen it until that instant (epiphany)
man, with the monotony of my new job*, i have a lot of time to zone out and really ponder, man. and here's what we now know:
I. i always want to go out to dinner at applebee's or have fun in an ordinary bar drinking bud or something else really plebeian. i dunno why. i used to say it's because i consider myself a "salt-of-the-earth" kind of guy, down with the masses. now i know, untrue. i see people dressed normally and having fun without any self-consciousness or concern and i know that is not me and i want it - normalcy. i blame commercials for this, enforcing their strict stereotypes of mediocrity and conformity. bastards. because of that certain syndrome of my brain, and the way it always made me feel like i-am-not-from-your-country, it's this sort of lingering desire. weird. well, fine, maybe i haven't always been cool with being other.
II. here's a stinker - if you are in love with someone, and love them with all of your heart and soul, and they love you with all of their heart and soul, there's a distinct possibility one of you will love the other more than is loved. not everyone can love on the same levels. shitty, eh?
III. so, does pop music suck? it's a tough call. all of the bands i have loved that were pop - p.s., we're defining pop here as "verse chorus verse with vocals" - back when i first started noticing music was pretty much the end-all and be-all have not released many good albums in the past, er, decade. a representative sampling:
- depeche mode. SOFAD, last good one, 1993.
- pet shop boys. nightlife, last good one, 1998.
- erasure. self-titled, last good one, 1996.
now then to reconsider.
these three above bands all went from GREAT to shadows of their former selves.
let's try a different angle.
- peter murphy. dust, 2002.
- peter gabriel. up, 2002.
- nick cave & the bad seeds. abbatoir blues & the lyre of orpheus, 2005.
if you couldn't give a shit about the system the whole way, it's possible to still make excellent music.
and one last one -
- the the. nakedself, 2000.
- talk talk. laughing stock, 1991.
when you go out, do it in an amazing blaze, a conflagration, and burn your bridges. (n.b. doubling your band's name does not ensure quality of late, c.f. duran duran.)
IV. don't spend too much time on one thing. your first instincts are correct. he who hesitates is lost. feel and act, and think while it happens. in other words, i spent too much time on III i forgot what IV is. :P
oh! and! this post is dedicated to my brotha jc objet. i think i was influenced a little by his writing style. ;)