an epiphany and a manifesto.
Hokay so... I'm like bumming around the interwebz tonight and what do I discover? That three of my favourite bands from about two years ago (Franz Ferdinand, Kaiser Chiefs and Bloc Party) all have new albums either out or imminent.
Why wasn't I informed?
Clearly, my musical radar has been somewhat off lately owing to the fact I fell (albeit briefly) in love with electro. And urgh, I am at that stage now where I'm just starting to become nauseated by my own taste. The answer? Getting back to my fucking roots, that's what. Back to listening to the radio (Triple J of course), back to reading more than one music blog, back to listening to songs with more than three lyrics, and they're all about either sex or dancing or having sex while dancing or dancing as a metaphor for sex.
Speaking of sex, I got some last week. Which is why I think I'm so totally over everything to do with sexual eruptions. Right now I really feel creative, and in the mood for some good old-fashioned indie rock. Bring on angst, bring on fear, bring on pain and depression and rocking out (God I hate that phrase) and fear of intimacy and studying hard and writing and Art, man and magazines and bands with coordinating outfits and illegal downloading and scrapbooking and avant garde and fashion week and comedy gigs and pancakes and making my own clothes.
Fuck pills, booze, diets, winter, jobs you don't care enough about, fading freckles (please come back, I miss you), not being bothered to ring people or at least facebook them to preserve your friendship, procrastinating assignments, lame books, tv shows you watch out of habit rather than actually liking them, ignoring your parents, bitching about your friends, fucking people you shouldn't then dicking them around emotionally, not making decisions, hiding from life and generally overreaching your limits, talents and time for no reason other than people expect you to.
Trust self. Make mistakes. Learn from them. Keep the dream alive. Be young. Be free. Listen to the music that makes you feel alive, awake, aware, not the music that makes you numb.
Today I fervently believe that music can make me a better person. Amen.
Why wasn't I informed?
Clearly, my musical radar has been somewhat off lately owing to the fact I fell (albeit briefly) in love with electro. And urgh, I am at that stage now where I'm just starting to become nauseated by my own taste. The answer? Getting back to my fucking roots, that's what. Back to listening to the radio (Triple J of course), back to reading more than one music blog, back to listening to songs with more than three lyrics, and they're all about either sex or dancing or having sex while dancing or dancing as a metaphor for sex.
Speaking of sex, I got some last week. Which is why I think I'm so totally over everything to do with sexual eruptions. Right now I really feel creative, and in the mood for some good old-fashioned indie rock. Bring on angst, bring on fear, bring on pain and depression and rocking out (God I hate that phrase) and fear of intimacy and studying hard and writing and Art, man and magazines and bands with coordinating outfits and illegal downloading and scrapbooking and avant garde and fashion week and comedy gigs and pancakes and making my own clothes.
Fuck pills, booze, diets, winter, jobs you don't care enough about, fading freckles (please come back, I miss you), not being bothered to ring people or at least facebook them to preserve your friendship, procrastinating assignments, lame books, tv shows you watch out of habit rather than actually liking them, ignoring your parents, bitching about your friends, fucking people you shouldn't then dicking them around emotionally, not making decisions, hiding from life and generally overreaching your limits, talents and time for no reason other than people expect you to.
Trust self. Make mistakes. Learn from them. Keep the dream alive. Be young. Be free. Listen to the music that makes you feel alive, awake, aware, not the music that makes you numb.
Today I fervently believe that music can make me a better person. Amen.