I'm undecided about you again
So tonight I put together volume 2 of the "Liz Mix" series for my homegirl Liz Ries who is currently teaching American English to young French students in some podunk French town. Each month I send her a new CD crammed with as many songs as technologically possible...kinda like Columbia House, except I'm not going to harass her via telephone if she ever cancels my service.
While cramming said CD full of auditory goodness...I realized how deeply touched, and even scarred by some songs I am. I sat there, letting each song wash over me - opened myself up again...and the result could only be described as fantastically depressing. For instance, "Make You Feel That Way" by Blackalicious took me instantly to my dorm room Sophomore year; laying around in bed with Brooke, looking out my window at the Syracuse night-sky. Just one example, of what turned into an exercise in memory recollection...testing the depths to which my mind imprints events to music.
I tried to explore my current life situation with my good friend Alisa - but I think I just scared her off.
What's even more ridiculous is that I got to the previous sentence last night, and then fell asleep.
Christ...I'm not interested in finishing this post. Suffice to say things are a little weird in Carl-land right now. I did finally get in touch with a Rescue Squad down here though...let's see what this turns up.
While cramming said CD full of auditory goodness...I realized how deeply touched, and even scarred by some songs I am. I sat there, letting each song wash over me - opened myself up again...and the result could only be described as fantastically depressing. For instance, "Make You Feel That Way" by Blackalicious took me instantly to my dorm room Sophomore year; laying around in bed with Brooke, looking out my window at the Syracuse night-sky. Just one example, of what turned into an exercise in memory recollection...testing the depths to which my mind imprints events to music.
I tried to explore my current life situation with my good friend Alisa - but I think I just scared her off.
What's even more ridiculous is that I got to the previous sentence last night, and then fell asleep.
Christ...I'm not interested in finishing this post. Suffice to say things are a little weird in Carl-land right now. I did finally get in touch with a Rescue Squad down here though...let's see what this turns up.