Miss Information
I guess my last post was a little too arcane. I suppose I've been suffering from a bit of meloncholia this week.
This kind of started it. I learned a lot and clearly there was a lot that I did NOT know. I saw this on either Monday or Tuesday I think. They ran it on the Sundance Channel right after Big Ideas for a Small Planet (which I LOVE) and I saw that my hero Thom Hartmann was on so I decided to watch it. However, all the facts and horrors about crude oil and the business practices that inspire it resorted me to tears and almost sobbing. I was completely unaware of the story of Ken Saro-Wiwa. That was truly heartbreaking as well as inspiring.
Just having watched all that and having it sink in over the course of the week just put me in this mode of "jesus, this world is really truly fucked". We have done so much damage to this place. It just angers me. Big oil has us by the balls and just will NOT let go. It leaves me feeling helpless. And not wanting to have kids or think about any kind of future because of how fucked things are. Gas is to the point of absurdity, the polar bears are in peril, our air quality is abysmal, factory farming needs to be stopped, our current president is rumoured to have aspirations to drop bombs on Iran before the end of his term, a third term via Mc Cain is likely...it's just all these things that have been swimming around in my head lately. Are we really going to destroy ourselves? It seems as if we are so headed that way and it's hard to have a good attitude about it.
This is probably my PMS talking...but it has been a challenge to pull myself out of this funk. It doesn't help either that I've been having heart palpitations (two episodes just in the last week). I think I'm just stressed and overwhelmed by it all.
The good news is I saw the Cure two weeks ago and they were just brilliant. You know...considering Robert just turned 49, his voice is just pristine as ever. Simon looks fucking phenomenal. I don't know what his secret is...but I want to know it! He doesn't seem to have aged at ALL. Looks great. It was also great to see Porl back in the band. He was sorely missed. Now if we could just get Boris back....I know, pipe dream, never gonna happen. Anyway, they played for THREE hours. It was amazing. They played stuff I never EVER expected to hear. Like Fire in Cairo and Grinding Halt! Hello old school! I was shocked. They played a couple of songs off of their forthcoming album which I didn't totally hate so that was promising. The show kind of inspired me to rediscover their catalog and maybe give the newer stuff another try. I kind of dropped out of what they were up to after Wild Mood Swings. Just didn't dig that album. I have found a new respect for Bloodflowers though (and I actually did see them for that tour..which was like 6 years ago...crazy) which is where Where the Birds Always Sing came from. I almost forgot how great of a band they are. It was good to revisit old albums. And brought back a lot of memories and a lot of reasons why I began playing bass.
Lastly, I cut my hair. Like, I cut it off. I feel liberated. Photos to come.
Weird that Tim Russert is gone. Regardless of what people's opinions are of him (leftist radio has not been especially kind...particularly Mike Malloy) it is always sad to me when someone dies tragically. My heart goes out to him and his family.
This kind of started it. I learned a lot and clearly there was a lot that I did NOT know. I saw this on either Monday or Tuesday I think. They ran it on the Sundance Channel right after Big Ideas for a Small Planet (which I LOVE) and I saw that my hero Thom Hartmann was on so I decided to watch it. However, all the facts and horrors about crude oil and the business practices that inspire it resorted me to tears and almost sobbing. I was completely unaware of the story of Ken Saro-Wiwa. That was truly heartbreaking as well as inspiring.
Just having watched all that and having it sink in over the course of the week just put me in this mode of "jesus, this world is really truly fucked". We have done so much damage to this place. It just angers me. Big oil has us by the balls and just will NOT let go. It leaves me feeling helpless. And not wanting to have kids or think about any kind of future because of how fucked things are. Gas is to the point of absurdity, the polar bears are in peril, our air quality is abysmal, factory farming needs to be stopped, our current president is rumoured to have aspirations to drop bombs on Iran before the end of his term, a third term via Mc Cain is likely...it's just all these things that have been swimming around in my head lately. Are we really going to destroy ourselves? It seems as if we are so headed that way and it's hard to have a good attitude about it.
This is probably my PMS talking...but it has been a challenge to pull myself out of this funk. It doesn't help either that I've been having heart palpitations (two episodes just in the last week). I think I'm just stressed and overwhelmed by it all.
The good news is I saw the Cure two weeks ago and they were just brilliant. You know...considering Robert just turned 49, his voice is just pristine as ever. Simon looks fucking phenomenal. I don't know what his secret is...but I want to know it! He doesn't seem to have aged at ALL. Looks great. It was also great to see Porl back in the band. He was sorely missed. Now if we could just get Boris back....I know, pipe dream, never gonna happen. Anyway, they played for THREE hours. It was amazing. They played stuff I never EVER expected to hear. Like Fire in Cairo and Grinding Halt! Hello old school! I was shocked. They played a couple of songs off of their forthcoming album which I didn't totally hate so that was promising. The show kind of inspired me to rediscover their catalog and maybe give the newer stuff another try. I kind of dropped out of what they were up to after Wild Mood Swings. Just didn't dig that album. I have found a new respect for Bloodflowers though (and I actually did see them for that tour..which was like 6 years ago...crazy) which is where Where the Birds Always Sing came from. I almost forgot how great of a band they are. It was good to revisit old albums. And brought back a lot of memories and a lot of reasons why I began playing bass.
Lastly, I cut my hair. Like, I cut it off. I feel liberated. Photos to come.
Weird that Tim Russert is gone. Regardless of what people's opinions are of him (leftist radio has not been especially kind...particularly Mike Malloy) it is always sad to me when someone dies tragically. My heart goes out to him and his family.