Artist: Horse Feathers
Song: Curs in the Weeds
Album: House with No Home
Drown out, the voice that breaks the silence
And talks the joy out of everything
You were found out
and had to walk in darkness
without the only thing you care about
You were burned out
And talks the joy out of everything
You were found out
and had to walk in darkness
without the only thing you care about
You were burned out
And had to stop before all hell broke
And finally took, took its toll
And finally took, took its toll
The fall semester is finally over. The countdown until my college graduation begins soon. A few of my friends graduated this past weekend, and it feels much more real now. It's hard to believe that I will have a college degree in about six months. The job search really begins now, and it definitely worries me. I'm trying not to go into freak out mode, but I'm sure it will hit me like an 18-wheeler in the near future.
I don't even know how to describe this semester. There have been a lot of good and fun experiences, but also a lot of "interesting" ones at the same time. Let's just say, I've come to several new realizations. Although they vary between the positive and negative, they are all for the better. This winter break is much needed. I definitely need to recoop before the whirlwind that is next semester begins. I just try to keep thinking to myself, I'm almost there. I'm really almost there...
Hopefully I will be able to find my place in California after I graduate. I'm in dire need of some quality time at the beach.
I don't even know how to describe this semester. There have been a lot of good and fun experiences, but also a lot of "interesting" ones at the same time. Let's just say, I've come to several new realizations. Although they vary between the positive and negative, they are all for the better. This winter break is much needed. I definitely need to recoop before the whirlwind that is next semester begins. I just try to keep thinking to myself, I'm almost there. I'm really almost there...
Hopefully I will be able to find my place in California after I graduate. I'm in dire need of some quality time at the beach.
Yes, finals are going on right now. Hell, I had one at 8:00 am this morning. That did not stop Trina and Tyrone from making their way to San Antonio on Monday night for the DJ Tiesto show. That concert was exactly what I needed. It was just...amazing. I danced for at least five hours straight and woke up sore as hell, but it was totally worth it. Apparently I need to start going to raves because they are the best workouts. Shows like this are awesome because no one is there to be an asshole. No one is talking shit. Everyone is there to dance and have a kickass time. The couple people that bumped into me actually apologized. When does that happen? Very rarely. The rave kids even came out, dressed in their Jncos, furry boots, and chains. They had their own corner of the dance floor. I think our biggest regret is not purchasing anything that lit up (glow sticks, light up bunny ears, etc.)I think the most hilarious moment was before we even walked into the venue. The line stretched around the building, and we were finally close to the front. One of the bouncers came from the door and started yelling, "Are there any minors in line? If you are not 21 please come up here!" Slowly, one by one, they start forming a line behind the bouncer. It seriously looked like they were playing "Follow the Leader." It was hilarious. The 21 and over crowd didn't hide their feelings and laughed hysterically. I was in that position not very long ago, but not anymore! Before we even made it to the show, Maya and I were pissed off because San Antonio's highway system blows and it took us thirty minutes to actually get to the venue once we saw it from the highway. We really needed a good laugh to start the night.
Civil Twilight: This begins in the morning when the geometric center of the Sun is 6° below the horizon (the point of civil dawn), and ends at sunrise. Evening civil twilight begins at sunset and ends when the center of the Sun reaches 6° below the horizon (the point of civil dusk).One of my latest music finds is the band Civil Twilight. They sort of have an Aqualung/Cinematic Orchestra sound. Even though everything around me just seems to be in a whirlwind, its beyond gratifying to still be able to find music like this.
I can't stop listening to the song Human....
It’s only love, it’s only pain
It’s only fear, that run through my veins
It’s all the things you can’t explain
That make us human
As simple as these lyrics are, they mean much more to me than whats on the surface. Sometimes it seems almost impossible to make whatever you are going through clear to others. As much as you want it so, sometimes you just have to figure out things on your own, or keep your thoughts to yourself, keeping in mind everything will work out as it should. Hell, sometimes you can't even put into words what you are feeling. I genuinely hate this predicament, but I'm realizing that I am only human. Whatever is running through my head: it is what it is. No matter what, those feelings and thoughts are real. No one can tell me they aren't. No one can tell me something isn't a "big deal" when it truly is.
Song: "I've Seen It All"
Artist: Bjork
Movie: Dancer in the Dark
I finally watched this movie, and wow. I was almost speechless by the end of it. As my friend said, "Drink a Gatorade to rehydrate yourself from all the tears." This was seriously one of the most depressing, heartbreaking movies I have ever seen. Most movies have some kind of resolution. Nope, not this one. Just when you think things can't get any worse; they do. Seeing the main character (Bjork) just get beaten down and betrayed by the ones she trusted is almost too much to handle. It is horrible to see people have the worst things possible done to them when all they are trying to do is help others. I feel like that type of situation is all too familiar to a lot of people. This definitely isn't a movie you want sit down and watch with your friends on a Friday night. I ended up watching it by myself on cloudy Saturday afternoon.
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This semester is slowly coming to a close. More than anything, that means I only have one semester left in college. One more semester left in College Station. One more semester left in Town Hall. One more semester until the real world. These past few weeks have been interesting, and I don't even really know how to describe it. I guess I just have a lot on my mind, and I feel like I've gone into hibernation.
This machine will not communicate
These thoughts and the strain I am under
Be a world child, form a circle
Before we all go under
And fade out again and fade out again
Artist: Bjork
Movie: Dancer in the Dark
I finally watched this movie, and wow. I was almost speechless by the end of it. As my friend said, "Drink a Gatorade to rehydrate yourself from all the tears." This was seriously one of the most depressing, heartbreaking movies I have ever seen. Most movies have some kind of resolution. Nope, not this one. Just when you think things can't get any worse; they do. Seeing the main character (Bjork) just get beaten down and betrayed by the ones she trusted is almost too much to handle. It is horrible to see people have the worst things possible done to them when all they are trying to do is help others. I feel like that type of situation is all too familiar to a lot of people. This definitely isn't a movie you want sit down and watch with your friends on a Friday night. I ended up watching it by myself on cloudy Saturday afternoon.
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This semester is slowly coming to a close. More than anything, that means I only have one semester left in college. One more semester left in College Station. One more semester left in Town Hall. One more semester until the real world. These past few weeks have been interesting, and I don't even really know how to describe it. I guess I just have a lot on my mind, and I feel like I've gone into hibernation.
This machine will not communicate
These thoughts and the strain I am under
Be a world child, form a circle
Before we all go under
And fade out again and fade out again
A Better Son/Daughter
Rilo Kiley
Rilo Kiley
Sometimes in the morning I am petrified and can’t move
Awake but cannot open my eyes
And the weight is crushing down on my lungs
I know I can’t breathe
And I hope someone will help me this time
And your mother’s still calling you insane and high
Swearing it’s different this time
And you tell her you give in to the demons that possess her
And that God never blessed her insides
Then you hang up the phone
And feel badly for upsetting things
Crawl back into bed to dream of a time
When your heart was open wide
And you loved things just because
Like the sick and the dying
And sometimes when you’re on
You’re really fucking on
And your friends they sing along
And they love you
But the lows are so extreme
That the good seems fucking cheap
And it teases you for weeks in its absence
But you’ll fight and you’ll make it through
You’ll fake it if you have to
And you’ll show up for work with a smile
And you’ll be better
And you’ll be smarter
And more grown up
And a better daughter or son
And a real good friend
And you’ll be awake
You’ll be alert
You’ll be positive though it hurts
And you’ll laugh and embrace all your friends
And you’ll be a real good listener
You’ll be honest
You’ll be brave
You’ll be handsome and you’ll be beautiful
You’ll be happy
Your ship may be coming in
You’re weak but not giving in
To the cries and the wails of the valley below
And your ship may be coming in
You’re weak but not giving in
And you’ll fight it
You’ll go out fighting all of them
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Damn....
Awake but cannot open my eyes
And the weight is crushing down on my lungs
I know I can’t breathe
And I hope someone will help me this time
And your mother’s still calling you insane and high
Swearing it’s different this time
And you tell her you give in to the demons that possess her
And that God never blessed her insides
Then you hang up the phone
And feel badly for upsetting things
Crawl back into bed to dream of a time
When your heart was open wide
And you loved things just because
Like the sick and the dying
And sometimes when you’re on
You’re really fucking on
And your friends they sing along
And they love you
But the lows are so extreme
That the good seems fucking cheap
And it teases you for weeks in its absence
But you’ll fight and you’ll make it through
You’ll fake it if you have to
And you’ll show up for work with a smile
And you’ll be better
And you’ll be smarter
And more grown up
And a better daughter or son
And a real good friend
And you’ll be awake
You’ll be alert
You’ll be positive though it hurts
And you’ll laugh and embrace all your friends
And you’ll be a real good listener
You’ll be honest
You’ll be brave
You’ll be handsome and you’ll be beautiful
You’ll be happy
Your ship may be coming in
You’re weak but not giving in
To the cries and the wails of the valley below
And your ship may be coming in
You’re weak but not giving in
And you’ll fight it
You’ll go out fighting all of them
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Damn....
Barack Obama: our new President of the United States. It makes me so happy and proud to see this day in American history. Time are changing, and this is a prime example why. Our country is in so much turmoil today, and I truly believe the next four years are going to bring us out of this whirlwind.Something that disappoints, almost disturbs, me more than anything is the response of so many "conservatives." Obama is going to ruin America, I'm moving to Canada to avoid socialism, keep the White House "white"...I could continue, but I'm going to stop before I punch a hole in the wall next to me. Barack Obama is our new president, and I think its every Americans duty to embrace it no matter how they voted. To all the people saying that America is going down the drain because of our new President, I think that THEY are the ones who are truly being un-American. People need to grow up and be the mature adults they are supposed to be. All of this negativity is just taking us a step backward, and I don't think we have too many steps to take before we are in a horrible position. We've already dug ourselves into a deep hole, and I don't know about you, but I don't want to relieve the Bush administration for the next four years.
Our country has just been Baracked, and I love it.
I want to live where soul meets body
And let the sun wrap its arms around me
And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing
And feel, feel what it's like to be new
Because in my head there's a Greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far-off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place
Where they're far more suited than here
And let the sun wrap its arms around me
And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing
And feel, feel what it's like to be new
Because in my head there's a Greyhound station
Where I send my thoughts to far-off destinations
So they may have a chance of finding a place
Where they're far more suited than here
Since the seasons sort of mesh together in Texas, we have to just take what we can get. Autumn is finally around the corner. The skies are clear, there is usually a brisk gust of wind blowing past, and the morning air is cold enough to make you go back inside to grab a jacket. I don't know what it is, but just the idea of the fall and winter season makes me feel more relaxed. I think a lot of people can relate to that. The fact that we can finally pull out those beloved sweaters, scarves, and peacoats gets people excited. This time of year even brings about a change in music choices. Also, purely the fact that it is colder means I can properly enjoy peppermint hot chocolate and wassle. Those are two of my favorite things. ever.
With all of the responsibilities and requirements we have to deal with everyday, its nice to know that simple things such as the changing seasons can be enough to stir some positive emotion in people, and it doesn't matter how old you get. This ridiculous election, the economy, school, work, graduation, the thought of being thrust out into the real world, relationships, insecurities...sometimes you just have to keep shit simple to stay sane. Nowadays, it seems like we are too often just trying to stay afloat. These simple vices are what can really bring our heads above water.
With all of the responsibilities and requirements we have to deal with everyday, its nice to know that simple things such as the changing seasons can be enough to stir some positive emotion in people, and it doesn't matter how old you get. This ridiculous election, the economy, school, work, graduation, the thought of being thrust out into the real world, relationships, insecurities...sometimes you just have to keep shit simple to stay sane. Nowadays, it seems like we are too often just trying to stay afloat. These simple vices are what can really bring our heads above water.
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If you haven't heard, some serious shit went down eight years ago at our house. I can't even imagine what this area was like when this actually happened. The things these guys did were just sickening and utterly disgusting. As much faith as someone can have in the world, after reading stories like this, that faith sort of comes into question. These people were friends. Well, I guess they have a different definition of friendship than I do.
So maybe our house is haunted? Who knows. As long as it did not happen in my room...
So maybe our house is haunted? Who knows. As long as it did not happen in my room...
girl talk. last saturday. holyshitridiculouslyfuckingbadass.
It was basically just one huge dance party, but times 1,000. Being on stage for the entire show, elbowing a number of people, sweating until my shirt was soaked through, dancing my heart out with H-Town friends, stomping my feet as hard as I could, feeling like I was going to throw up from jumping so much, waiting for the guy dressed as a cop to blow air from a leaf-blower on my face, waking up sore as hell....I could go on. Dancing is just one of those things that can just make you forget everything for a few hours. There is no time to becoming pensive. The beats running through your head is just about all you can think about, and that is more than enough. It's no wonder raves were so popular. Well, besides the drugs.
If I went to a Girl Talk concert every week, that would be the best work out ever.
It was basically just one huge dance party, but times 1,000. Being on stage for the entire show, elbowing a number of people, sweating until my shirt was soaked through, dancing my heart out with H-Town friends, stomping my feet as hard as I could, feeling like I was going to throw up from jumping so much, waiting for the guy dressed as a cop to blow air from a leaf-blower on my face, waking up sore as hell....I could go on. Dancing is just one of those things that can just make you forget everything for a few hours. There is no time to becoming pensive. The beats running through your head is just about all you can think about, and that is more than enough. It's no wonder raves were so popular. Well, besides the drugs.
If I went to a Girl Talk concert every week, that would be the best work out ever.
Ever since my summer adventure, I feel like I have really turned a new leaf...
I must say, I am pretty damn happy about life. Town Hall business is going quite well. School isn't torture, and I think my grades will be just fine for the semester. I'm really making the most of my senior year because I know this is really my last chance to live it up in college. Of course there are certain things clouding my thoughts at time, but I'm just rolling with the punches. I'm finally taking my own advice and putting the past where it belongs: in the past. I've learned enough from certain experiences in the past, and I can't replace them. Still, I'm done with dwelling on the low times in my life.
Old pale memories of someone you knew
Keep crawling through the back of your mind
Still in time
And in the daylight you're crossing all your wires
You just never knew how to put out a fire
And the closet's been shaken with bones
Little reminders that you're out on your own
Today, today, is gonna be a better one
There's nothing more to take in
Going wrong
Everyone has their own emotional baggage, and I mean everyone. Of course, there are some things you just can't ever completely forget. It's almost humorous how jaded you can become from a situation, and your whole perspective can become altered. Sometimes, you don't even have to be directly involved, and you can feel the effects.
with mirrored hallways
done with creepy laughter ride the carousel
here comes the wrecking ball
so my town can live
sell the carousel
in the carousel's last days
the strangers came and tried to save
they strive to save a history
thats not their own
but i remember
the thrill of it fantastic ride the carousel
here comes the wrecking ball
so my town can live
sell the carousel
- Nicole Atkins' "Carousel"
A wrecking ball could be having your heart crushed, dealing with negativity, or just some experience that alters your view. Sometimes, there is just no returning back to the way things used to look. Maybe you can get that old feeling back, but most of the time you just have to move on and not live in the past.
And hell, I have so many things to look forward to in the coming weeks. Holla!
I must say, I am pretty damn happy about life. Town Hall business is going quite well. School isn't torture, and I think my grades will be just fine for the semester. I'm really making the most of my senior year because I know this is really my last chance to live it up in college. Of course there are certain things clouding my thoughts at time, but I'm just rolling with the punches. I'm finally taking my own advice and putting the past where it belongs: in the past. I've learned enough from certain experiences in the past, and I can't replace them. Still, I'm done with dwelling on the low times in my life.
Old pale memories of someone you knew
Keep crawling through the back of your mind
Still in time
And in the daylight you're crossing all your wires
You just never knew how to put out a fire
And the closet's been shaken with bones
Little reminders that you're out on your own
Today, today, is gonna be a better one
There's nothing more to take in
Going wrong
Everyone has their own emotional baggage, and I mean everyone. Of course, there are some things you just can't ever completely forget. It's almost humorous how jaded you can become from a situation, and your whole perspective can become altered. Sometimes, you don't even have to be directly involved, and you can feel the effects.
with mirrored hallways
done with creepy laughter ride the carousel
here comes the wrecking ball
so my town can live
sell the carousel
in the carousel's last days
the strangers came and tried to save
they strive to save a history
thats not their own
but i remember
the thrill of it fantastic ride the carousel
here comes the wrecking ball
so my town can live
sell the carousel
- Nicole Atkins' "Carousel"
A wrecking ball could be having your heart crushed, dealing with negativity, or just some experience that alters your view. Sometimes, there is just no returning back to the way things used to look. Maybe you can get that old feeling back, but most of the time you just have to move on and not live in the past.
And hell, I have so many things to look forward to in the coming weeks. Holla!
Take this sinking boat
And point it home
We've still got time...
And point it home
We've still got time...
Song: Falling Slowly
Artist: The Swell Season
Austin City Limits 2008. Amazing. Pure bliss. That is the best way I can describe this past weekend. Good live music, friends, beautiful weather, beer, Austin, being surrounded by hippies...how can it get any better? Finally, a weekend when I didn't have to think about ANYthing else going on in my life. On the late Sunday night drive back, all that went through my head was,"Can ACL just start all over again?" Also, the fact that I had a speech on global warming the next day, and I hadn't rehearsed it at all.
I've gone to ACL the past three years, and each time has been something special. This time was no different. One of my favorite picks for the weekend was The Swell Season (seen in the video above). Their performance was just...wow. If you haven't seen Once, or listened to the soundtrack, I suggest you do that immediately. Their performance was just spot-on and they both just seemed so damn genuine. I've seen way too many shows where the artist just performs purely because that's what they are being paid to do. Also, I've been listening to Band of Horses on repeat for the past few days. Their live performance really brought the albums to life, for me at least. Too bad Dave Grohl had to be a dick and start his set 5 minutes early during B.o.H.'s last song. Some of my other favorites of the weekend included: Beck, Delta Spirit, Colour Revolt, Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings, Eyrkah Badu, Spiritualized, CSS, Conor Oberst, Fleet Foxes, and Okkervil River. And for those who thought the lineup was lame.....WRONG.Every time I see a show now, all I can think of is that one day I could help put together something that meaningful. The fact that I am a senior in college has really hit me hard, and I'm just trying to figure out what I'm going to do with my life. I'm just going to go with the flow, I guess. Hopefully I won't have a nervous breakdown in the near future.
This is the true story of four strangers, picked to live in an apartment....work together, live together...to find out what happens when people stop being polite, and starting getting real...
That is honestly how this summer has felt: the newest season of The Real World on MTV. From the initial move-in to the final goodbyes. Well, minus the obnoxious cameras documenting my every step.
Moving to Hot Springs, I didn't know what I was getting myself. Little did I know, I was about to immerse myself in a 'paint can' of craziness. The first concert was rough, and that is an understatement. Hell, none of us really knew exactly what we were doing, but why would we have been hired if we couldn't handle it? By the second and third weeks, I felt like we were grasping the big picture and getting into the groove of things. Of course, we had our spurts of drama. Luckily, there were no angry shouting matches. The only shouting was probably just drunken banter, and that happened quite often. Something new seemed to happen everyday that caused a ruckus. God...if only our walls could talk.
I honestly don't even know where to begin describing the past three months. I could probably write a damn novel about it. This has been one of the most stressful, ridiculous, fun, rewarding, learning experiences I've ever been through. There were several moments where I wanted to throw in the towel and walk away from the whole situation, but I pushed through. I've learned so much, professionally and personally. Even with all of the bullshit we've had to shovel through, I think the interns and I have come out on top. We each had to fight our own battles, and we definitely won that war. I'm ridiculously proud of what everyone has accomplished. I'm not usually one for confrontation (as most know), but damn...when something/someone is trying to push you down, you can't just take the punches every time.
Music is my life and my passion. This internship just reaffirmed that I cannot see myself being involved with anything else. Sharing that passion with others is my goal in life, and its not changing anytime soon. I know that I am more than qualified and capable of getting there. Its only a matter of time.
Something else I have a new found appreciation for is nature. Although I love being outdoors, I've never been any sort of avid naturist. One thing I will miss about Arkansas is the landscape. I had a "spot" that I would drive to occasionally just to get away, listen to my iPod, and clear my head. The lakes, hills, mountains, green-ness...
Although opposite, I also reaffirmed what kind of person I don't want to be in the future.
We've all dealt with a lot of things in our lives, a lot of good mixed with a ton of bad. Sometimes, you just have to stop for minute and truly think the situation over. Trying to pick out something beneficial from even the worst experiences is not an easy task, but to stay remotely motivated in the long run, it is the best course of action. Things that have happened in the past are just that: in the past. Eventually, you just have to move on, and that's something I'm really learning to grasp.
It's a strange feeling. I've been so ready to get the hell out of Arkansas for such a long time it seems, but I'm not going to lie, I was very sad to leave my roommates on Sunday. If I said I wasn't going to miss them a lot, I would be a big fat liar. I mean, speaking in 'youtube talk,' doing the Yes Dance constantly, the many drunken nights, having trendy nights and photo shoots in Hot Springs, interspersed with good conversation, Lego style dancing, stressful work days, days when we hated life momentarily, etc., who wouldn't miss it? We had some grand ol' times. One of our sound guys made a comment on how if this were a real job, it would be a cut throat competition. Well Tim, that wasn't the case. We were all in this mess together. After living and working with the same people 24/7, you can't help but get attached. It's funny how we all just clicked all of a sudden.
I just felt so detached from my normal life in Texas. Hot Springs created a bubble around me. I mean, I didn't just cut everything else out of my life, but when you are 7+ hours from everything you've known, you can't really live two separate lives. As corny as it sounds, you have to immerse yourself in what's happening right now.
Although it did take a little while, I finally felt like I could just let loose and be myself. I absolutely hate showing my weaknesses to anyone, but this summer was one of the first times I thought to myself, "You know, I'm in no way close to being perfect. Why pretend and just brush things off?" And you know, I feel like that really allowed me to learn more. To see that you have an effect on the people around you and vice versa, can't be duplicated. It is just crazy how everything works out sometimes. You never know how much strange people, strange surroundings, and strange experiences can impact you.
This is just one small chapter in my life, but as far as the last 21 years goes, it would definitely take more than a few words to describe. These have been the most jam-packed three months I have ever lived through, and I can honestly say I don't regret it one bit.
Now we are all back in our respective areas: me in College Station, Betsy at UH Law, Andy at William & Mary, Emily in New Mexico, and Charlsey studying in Barcelona. Since I've been out of the loop for three months, it is going to take some adjustments to get used to life back in Texas, but I'll get back in to the swing of things in due time.
Don't let your mind get weary and confused
Your will be still, don't try
Don't let your heart get heavy child
Inside you there's a strength that lies
Your will be still, don't try
Don't let your heart get heavy child
Inside you there's a strength that lies
And FYI, just because a lot of my stories begin with, "This one time, Andy and I.....," doesn't mean we are a couple. So shut up. Just. shut. up. Oy!
Reunited and it feels so good...This past weekend was just great. Andrew, Jess, Amy, Amber, and the parents all came in town to visit. From going to the Garvan Woodland Gardens to hittin' up Long Shots to singing and dancing along to Peaches and Herb, it was just what I needed. A bit of Night Train and Lone Star was like the cherry on top.
I just wish everyone could have stayed a little bit longer. I didn't really think I was homesick until....well, now.
As far as work goes, let's just say, I have a whole new "perspective" on the situation. I'm proud of what we have all accomplished so far, and honestly, thats all that really matters at this point. The people who matter are the ones who really care, and that's the most important thing. This past week has been an interesting one on many accounts, at times good and at other times, not so good. The good has definitely outweighed the bad though. Good/meaningful conversations, watching The Dark Knight at midnight, etc., having a pretty smooth second show as production manager, etc., in addition to my visitors.
No one can dictate how to feel about a situation. What may seem like a minor deal to you, may mean the world to another. Some experiences may be a godsend to one person, but may shatter that of another's. As hard as making the best of a bad situation is, it is often the only thing that will help. I feel that everyone eventually reaches their limit on negativity, and thats the point I am at right now.
No matter what happens now
I shouldn't be afraid
Because I know today has been the most perfect day I've ever seen
I shouldn't be afraid
Because I know today has been the most perfect day I've ever seen
I guess I just have a lot on my mind at the moment...but I'm staying positive.Time to pay my Late Night Partner a visit.
Time to push play on my iPod again.
I've re-started listening to a lot more instrumental music, like Mogwai, Explosions in the Sky, and The Album Leaf. I Know You Are But What Am I is one of my favorite Mogwai songs. As simple as its orchestration may be, I feel like I can get a lot out of it. If a song doesn't even have to lyrics to stir a variety of emotions, you know its something that can't be duplicated. To this day, Explosions in the Sky (pictured here) put on one of the best live shows I have ever seen.I think that our most significant life lessons are learned when we are given very little to work with. When you aren't given the whole story, you have to create your own interpretation of the situation, and there is no right or wrong. Sticking with your gut, and going with those interpretations, is often the hardest part of it all.
On the topic of that song title, a not-so-famous person (sarcasm) once said, "Be the change you want to see in the world". Be the person you feel you need to be to make a difference in whatever you take on in life, whether it be in work, school, relationships, etc. Hell, sometimes it takes meeting the person you aspire to never become to really understand what you want to strive for. I believe that everyone starts out as a blank canvas, just waiting to be painted. When working on a new piece, an artist may realize they don't like the direction their work is going, but instead of just starting over, they work with what they have. I'm learning a lot about what kind of person I want to be in the future, well, also reaffirming my own interpretation on life. After my interactions with some of the people here, I must say, I'm proud of where I've come from, what I have learned/am learning, and where I'm heading in the future.
This past weekend was my first concert as production manager, and I think the day went very well. It is very cool to see everything pull together from that perspective and just think, wow, I really helped make this happen. Personally, when it comes down to it, this has still been a rewarding experience. As much as it has been a roller coaster of sorts, it has been worth it. Ha ha...and I work at a friggin theme park. I'm just so damn clever sometimes. I think all of us interns are taking something away from it. I guess its been sort of a bittersweet situation.
We also had our first party at the apartment as well, and led to a night of craziness as usual. We don't mess around here!
Four of friends AND my parents are coming to visit me this weekend, and I'm ridiculously excited about it. I seriously can. not. wait. As much as I like my time away from home, it will be a pleasant change to have a little home back in my life for a weekend.
Here is one of my newest music finds: Sam Sparro. His newest album, self titled, was released not too long ago. He kind of reminds me of Jamiroquia, but a little more electronic. Some of the songs, like the single Black and Gold make you want to dance, while some make you just want to close your eyes and just listen. The song 21st Century Life is an interesting take on the what like is like now, compared to life maybe a decade ago. When I think about what times were like without the mass use of email, Bluetooth, cell phones, etc., sometimes you have to wonder, "How the hell did we live without these things?" The basic needs almost seem secondary to the technology we need to get by.21st century life
I got swept away
I got 21,000 things
That I got to do today
21st century life
What can I say?
The new world
Got me feeling so dirty
Think I need To get down and play
I just finished watching the movie Charlie Bartlett, and it sort of relates to that notion. The basic story line is this: a kid who has gotten kicked out of almost every private school imaginable. He ends up going to public school and basically becomes a self-employed psychiatrist. He illegally prescribes medication to other students, and everything is fine until one of them tries to commit suicide by overdose. Its a very good movie, in my opinion. Its almost ridiculous how medicated our society is. There is a fucking prescription medicine for when your legs get fucking tired, and a possible side effect is an urge to gamble. What. the. fuck. You have to wonder, why is that people who lived long before this century didn't need things like this, and live longer than a lot of people in our generation? In the movie, all a lot of the kids really needed was someone to talk to. Not ritalin, prozac, or zoloft. I guess thats something a lot us have to work on more, not bottling things up, and I'm definitely more than guilty of that. I guess the movie was just an eye opener on how extreme such a simple habit could get. I didn't think I'd really relate to the movie at all. If I didn't get some things out of my system here in Hot Springs, who knows if I'd still be here and not back in Texas.
Life is going pretty well. The Sean Kingston concert made for an interesting day. Having to chauffeur him and his crew all around Little Rock wasn't the most fun, but it could have been worse. Basically, the day's schedule was thrown out the door once we met his manager. It was frustrating at times, but all you can really do is keep your cool and figure the best plan of action to deal with the situation. Although I arrived back in Hot Springs about five hours later than what we had planned, the show went on despite the rain, the audience loved it, and all-in-all, there wasn't much to complain about.
My brother was also in town for the weekend. It was nice to have a visitor. Of course, he wouldn't have had the full Hot Springs experience without getting some Odie Juice (the paint can).
Sunday was a beautiful day for hiking around Lake Ouachita.
There was one point in the trail where you could venture up to the edge of the lake, and there was a boulder perfect for sitting on. That may become my secret spot. Who woulda thunk I would have become so nature-y.I just finished watching the movie Half Nelson. With the sometimes minimal speaking and music, the visuals speak for themselves. A single tear. A half-hearted smile. Tired eyes full of emotion that just can't seem to be formed into words. If you haven't seen this movie, I highly recommend it. If I were creating the soundtrack, there are two specific songs I would have to include:
"Sympathize" by Amos Lee
In the movie, Ryan Gosling's character goes through his daily routine, only confiding in the one thing he has in abundance: drugs. As a teacher, he has such as strong influence on his students, but because he has such tunnel vision, it is almost as if he can't even see it. This song is almost like a story; an outsider's perspective of a individuals going through a rough patch. Like someone watching from the apartment window. They have no one to confide in, and the stress in their lives is just as visible as the color of their shirts. I guess we've all gone through moments in our lives where we feel like we are alone in a crowded room. Although Gosling has family and friends that truly care for him, he is so lost in his own world, he has completely lost touch with them. Such a situation is depressing enough, even if you aren't involved. All you can do sometimes is hope for the best for them. As the song says:
"Talk to Strangers" by Saul Williams Angels spread the wings
on all the dirty things
that you do
on all the dirty things
that you do
Gosling's co-star, Shareeka Epps, is one of his students who has felt that influence of her teacher. After a school basketball game, she finds him curled up in the bathroom with a pipe in hand. I can't even imagine finding my teacher in such a state, especially at such a young age. The two of them form a very unlikely, and at moments I would say inappropriate, friendship. Both are going through their own personal issues and are dealing with them in different ways. In a way, they were both dealing with loneliness. This may sound extreme, but in terms of the movie, I believe his student saved his life. Not just in terms of the physical but also mental. These lyrics kind of sum up why this song relates. When you read lyrics, you are just like, damn. It is almost scary what you can learn from the people you randomly meet in life. Whether they turn out to be your best friends or your worst enemies, you can learn a life lesson from them.
Love can come in many forms
In the hallways of your projects
Or the fat girl in your dorm
And when you finally take the time
To see what they're about
And perhaps you find them lonely
Or their wisdom trips you out
Maybe you'll find the cycle's end
You're back where you began
But come this time around
You'll have someone to hold your hand
Who prays for you, who's there for you
Who sends you love and light
Exposes you to parts of you
That you once tried to fight
In the hallways of your projects
Or the fat girl in your dorm
And when you finally take the time
To see what they're about
And perhaps you find them lonely
Or their wisdom trips you out
Maybe you'll find the cycle's end
You're back where you began
But come this time around
You'll have someone to hold your hand
Who prays for you, who's there for you
Who sends you love and light
Exposes you to parts of you
That you once tried to fight
Both of these songs are on my current, regular rotation.
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Things are going alright here in Hot Springs. The current "situation" is being dealt with, and I feel like we are doing almost everything we can to create a more comfortable environment. For those who listened when I talked about things, thank you. Sometimes, I guess you have to just take things with a grain of salt. This weekend's concert (Gin Blossoms) was canceled due to the weather. A part of me was excited to see them perform, but I wasn't about to complain about leaving work early. We ended up having a fun, and interesting, night of barhopping and Waffle House. I think this will be a good week: we rotate work positions after this week, my brother is visiting this weekend, Gallery Walk is on Friday, and its 4th of July weekend.
I need to go buy fireworks.
I need to go buy fireworks.
As I sipped on a bloody mary at 11:00 am at Red Eyed Fly during SXSW this year, Ed Harcourt was one of the first artists of the day. Most often, when you walk into a bar during SXSW that early, no one knows who the first few performers are. Your are most likely in there because they have free booze. I was impressed by his performance (shoot, he used a telephone as a microphone), but sort of forgot about finding his music later on. Luckily, I noticed an ad for his newest album, The Beautiful Lie, on last.fm. He has a sort of raspy, yet endearing, voice. One of my favorite songs on the album is "Late Night Partner." Since music is my life, and this is a music blog, there are some lyrics that I can relate to:Be my late night partner
Oh pull me from the crowd
With all of your old records
We'll drink 'til we pass out
Where are the moments that I feel so alive?
I've lost everyone I need
But music slays my heart and soul
Every hour, day and week
I'm on the edge of something beautiful.
Music is that late night partner. Even when it seems you've lost everyone, music can always be there for you to comfort you, or lift your spirits, no matter what time it is. Hmm....maybe this is why I have listened to my iPod every night since I've been in Hot Springs. Its comforting to know that your favorite song isn't going to change tomorrow. It's going to last the same three minutes and eight seconds until the very last time you listen to it. Those three minutes and eight seconds can either make you laugh, dance, cry, etc. and will always be able to make you feel the way you want. Its not going to get up an change without notice. At least for me, that is the message I get from the song "Late Night Partner."
Unlike music, as Ludo so plainly states, "Milkshakes melt, people change." Different situations can cause you to see people in a different light, whether it be a positive one or a negative one. During times like these, it is most important to make an evaluation and adjust accordingly. You have to do what's in the best interest of everyone involved. In my mind, its better to have these experiences early on to learn from, rather than too late. As tough as things may seem for the time being, it will only make you a stronger person in the future.
Time to push play on my iPod again...
Well I looked my demons in the eye
Laid bare my chest said do your best destroy me
See I've been to hell and back so many times
I must admit you kinda bore me
Laid bare my chest said do your best destroy me
See I've been to hell and back so many times
I must admit you kinda bore me
Ray Lamontagne, for me, is one of those random finds that just sort of fell in my lap. Austin City Limits 2006. I was on my way to the main stage, but was pleasantly surprised at what I heard coming from another stage. One of the best gifts is discovering music that you makes you say to yourself, "How did I go so long without this??"
This song, Empty, is by far one of my favorites of his. Its just so fucking good and the lyrics can easily hit a soft spot. The verse above speaks more to me than any other. Everyone goes through moments where you feel like you are just on a downward spiral. Some know those moments all too well, I guess. Just when you feel like things are flowing as they should, a brick wall appears in the middle of the road. At times, its so hard to look at the positive when the negative just slaps you in face repeatedly. The hardest thing to do is not dwell on the negative.
Everyone deals with their demons in different ways. Some just spend time by themselves, some listen to depressing songs, some solve their problems with alcohol. Can't say I haven't chosen all of the above at some point in time. The most some can do is think further down the road. Your time will come when life just collides and everything just fits perfectly.
I'm obviously still on that roadtrip.
Right now, I'm just along for the ride and taking a ridiculous number of pictures. This summer is just a stop in some random town that is full of surprises. All I can do is keep my head up and imagine what is beyond that next turn in the highway. Not all is bad, but at this moment, I would compare things to a little food poisoning from that dirty Taco Bell in the middle of nowhere.
A tad frustrated with things/Starting to miss his friends back home/Having fun here and there,
MH
This song, Empty, is by far one of my favorites of his. Its just so fucking good and the lyrics can easily hit a soft spot. The verse above speaks more to me than any other. Everyone goes through moments where you feel like you are just on a downward spiral. Some know those moments all too well, I guess. Just when you feel like things are flowing as they should, a brick wall appears in the middle of the road. At times, its so hard to look at the positive when the negative just slaps you in face repeatedly. The hardest thing to do is not dwell on the negative.
Everyone deals with their demons in different ways. Some just spend time by themselves, some listen to depressing songs, some solve their problems with alcohol. Can't say I haven't chosen all of the above at some point in time. The most some can do is think further down the road. Your time will come when life just collides and everything just fits perfectly.
I'm obviously still on that roadtrip.
Right now, I'm just along for the ride and taking a ridiculous number of pictures. This summer is just a stop in some random town that is full of surprises. All I can do is keep my head up and imagine what is beyond that next turn in the highway. Not all is bad, but at this moment, I would compare things to a little food poisoning from that dirty Taco Bell in the middle of nowhere.
A tad frustrated with things/Starting to miss his friends back home/Having fun here and there,
MH
P.S. - Recently, I just finished the book Perfect From Now On: How Indie Rock Saved My Life. It is a very interesting, and often comical, view of the author's (John Sellers) perspective on how music has shaped his life thus far. I recommend it, if you can get past his ungodly long footnotes. I just stopped reading them unless they seemed pretty short.
Memphis. The city where blues and barbecue are king. Living so close to unique places like this, I feel like its necessary to take advantage of the situation. Sometimes you just have to do things and ask questions later. It was a nice change from the Hot Springs life. Memphis has such a laid back, relaxed, down home, cultured feel to it. Driving into the city, crossing over the Mississippi River, getting a first look at the city from afar: awesome. As we drove along the river, we decided to park the car, enjoy the beautiful weather, and walk to Beale Street. The sounds of live blues, jazz, and funk music filled the air. I forgot how much I missed hearing local, live music. Funk-cover bands, dueling pianos, blues music rang from bars and clubs along the street, and I'm sure that is only a taste of what Memphis has to offer. Visiting cities where music has such an important influence is very comforting and refreshing, at least for me.Something that was even more refreshing were the people I encountered. I have a huge respect for those who can live their lives so freely, and not feel obligated to be, well, anything they aren't. The musicians we saw and their fans were ridiculously carefree, and it was a Sunday night! At one of the bars where a jazzy funk band was shelling out some tunes, the fact that we didn't know anyone was not an issue. The way music can bring strangers together is amazing. That's just another reason why it is so important to me. Music has introduced me to some of the most important people in my life, and something like that can never be replaced. Its crazy how things like music can have such an effect on your life. It may start out as sort of a hobby, or just a minor interest, but it can grow into to something that changes your life forever.
I did meet some very "interesting" people as well. As I was dancing in some bar, this older (and probably intoxicated) woman kept dancing closer and closer to me, smiling. Yeah, no thank you. Then, this other woman with a "great personality" (if you know what I mean) told me to "get my ass back on the dance floor." She continued to talk about me with her friend and looked at me constantly. I did not want to get into awkward situation I couldn't get out of. I feel like that is the story of my life sometimes.
We also went to Graceland, home to the King of Rock and Roll. After almost four hours of touring the grounds, I think we got the full Elvis experience. I must say, I truly enjoyed myself. This was probably a once in a lifetime experience, and I loved it. Getting a firsthand look at the life of such an American legend cannot be duplicated.Another cool place we visited was the Gibson guitar factory. I had a chance to mess around with a "robot guitar," meaning self-tuning. They are ridiculously cool, and only cost $3600. If you are thinking about buying me a present, that is a new option.
This past weekend was best I've had so far here in Arkansas:
- The Starship concert went very smoothly
- We had a ridiculous/crazy/fun night out on the town for a friend's birthday on Saturday. Gotta love a little slap the bag action every once in awhile. Plus, you know I just love drinking out of a paint can.
- A roadtrip to Memphis.
P.S. - Memphis dry rub ribs = delicious
Once in a while, I come across some new music that I just can't stop listening to. This week, I stumbled upon Shearwater (Austin, TX). 
I would consider them a cross between The Cinematic Orchestra and Midlake. Their lyrics use nature as a storyteller, but because they are so abstract, they can almost mean anything. The intensity of each song varies throughout, ranging from simple vocals, violin, and soft piano to distorted guitars, drums, and horns. You could almost say they have a majestic, sometimes hauntingly beautiful, sound about them. Their new album, Rooks, was released not too long ago. Just the clarity of their sound can evoke all sorts of thoughts and imagery. I highly recommend this album to anyone.
I would consider them a cross between The Cinematic Orchestra and Midlake. Their lyrics use nature as a storyteller, but because they are so abstract, they can almost mean anything. The intensity of each song varies throughout, ranging from simple vocals, violin, and soft piano to distorted guitars, drums, and horns. You could almost say they have a majestic, sometimes hauntingly beautiful, sound about them. Their new album, Rooks, was released not too long ago. Just the clarity of their sound can evoke all sorts of thoughts and imagery. I highly recommend this album to anyone.Shearwater is one of those bands you want to listen to on a rainy day. Rainy days are an occasional experience here. 
Yesterday, as I stood several hundred feet above the ground at the top of an observation tower, it was amazing to see the rain and clouds slowly roll in over the mountains. I was worried that because it wasn't clear and sunny, my experience wouldn't be enjoyable. I was mistaken. Feeling so unsheltered from the elements was invigorating. Everyone needs to feel vulnerable at times. Living life in the safe zone is just that: too safe. The wind felt so strong that I almost felt like it was grabbing a hold of me.
Rainy days are some of my favorites. A chance to contemplate. reflect. relax. Something I've been thinking about even more is change. I know I've rambled on and on about it, but that's just what I'm going through at the moment. My life is going to be changing at such a rapid pace over the next year, I don't even know if I'll be able to keep up. Changes in people, decisions, choices, opportunities, life stepping stones, etc. I feel like when I'm return back from Hot Springs, my life will have gone through a whirlwind, as if I'm Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz. Some of the people who have had a huge impact on my life won't be a few steps or a 10 minute car trip away when I come back to Texas. They will be, or already are, off doing bigger and better things, and I'm ridiculously proud of them for it. I can't help but feel a little bit sad to see them go, but I know those bonds won't break that easily. The fact that I will have to start looking for a job scares the hell out of me. Right now, I'm working 8+ hours a day, and this is just a taste of what I have to look forward to after I graduate. At the same time, this change excites me. So many new experiences to go through: Chair of Town Hall, my last few college courses, new faces, searching for a job I enjoy, college graduation, hopefully traveling more, etc. I guess some things should be exciting and scary at the same time. It gives you a sense of adventure. Life is just one big ol' adventure.
I feel like I'm on the right track. I hope so anyway.
Yesterday, as I stood several hundred feet above the ground at the top of an observation tower, it was amazing to see the rain and clouds slowly roll in over the mountains. I was worried that because it wasn't clear and sunny, my experience wouldn't be enjoyable. I was mistaken. Feeling so unsheltered from the elements was invigorating. Everyone needs to feel vulnerable at times. Living life in the safe zone is just that: too safe. The wind felt so strong that I almost felt like it was grabbing a hold of me.Rainy days are some of my favorites. A chance to contemplate. reflect. relax. Something I've been thinking about even more is change. I know I've rambled on and on about it, but that's just what I'm going through at the moment. My life is going to be changing at such a rapid pace over the next year, I don't even know if I'll be able to keep up. Changes in people, decisions, choices, opportunities, life stepping stones, etc. I feel like when I'm return back from Hot Springs, my life will have gone through a whirlwind, as if I'm Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz. Some of the people who have had a huge impact on my life won't be a few steps or a 10 minute car trip away when I come back to Texas. They will be, or already are, off doing bigger and better things, and I'm ridiculously proud of them for it. I can't help but feel a little bit sad to see them go, but I know those bonds won't break that easily. The fact that I will have to start looking for a job scares the hell out of me. Right now, I'm working 8+ hours a day, and this is just a taste of what I have to look forward to after I graduate. At the same time, this change excites me. So many new experiences to go through: Chair of Town Hall, my last few college courses, new faces, searching for a job I enjoy, college graduation, hopefully traveling more, etc. I guess some things should be exciting and scary at the same time. It gives you a sense of adventure. Life is just one big ol' adventure.
I feel like I'm on the right track. I hope so anyway.
"First you don't, you don't succeed
You've got to recreate your misery
You all know art is hard
Young artists have got to starve
Try and fail and try again
The comforts of repetition
Keep churning out those hits
Until it's all the same old shit"
Artist: Cursive
Song: Art is Hard
Oh Cursive. Gotta love their way with words. If you've never listened to Cursive, well, you should. This song's message is so sarcastic, its pretty humorous. In terms of music, there are so many artists out there that make it apparent that "the real magic is gone." When they first nurtured their passion for making music, it actually had personal meaning to them. The feelings their own music and words evoked was real, not an act. Sadly, for many musicians, this doesn't last long, especially if it involves fame and fortune. How can you expect others to have the same feelings about your music, if you don't even truly feel it. For an amateur listener, this probably isn't as much of an issue, but for those who really know music, that isn't acceptable. Obviously, things change over time, but that visible passion shouldn't. A song that once made you burst into tears five years ago doesn't have to have the exact same effect now, but you shouldn't forget what got you to where you are. This concept can really apply anyone's passion: people, careers, art, music, writing, etc.
Last Friday, I went to the Gallery Walk here in Hot Springs and really enjoyed myself. On the first Friday of every month, all of the art galleries stay open late for patrons to view them. Plus, the free wine isn't so bad either. I even bought some artwork. Its an old metal staircase step with graffiti artwork on it from a historic building here. The artist was so appreciative that we really enjoyed her artwork and actually wanted to purchase something from her. Every piece had a story, which was awesome. I also bought some LPs including Barry White, Chubby Checker, and Boston. I definitely plan to purchase some more works over the summer (after I finally get paid). It is awesome that there is such a large art scene here. I guess that compensates for the lack of a local music scene.
Last night was our second concert of the season, Lonestar. I sang my little heart out when "Amazed" was performed. If you don't think you know that song, you probably do. It was played at probably every school dance you've ever been too. Even though we worked 18+ hours, the day went so much smoother than last week. The band and crew were much easier to work with, and NO one had a meltdown, which was also a nice change. There are still some kinks that will have to be worked out in the coming weeks, but I'm optimistic that they will be.
I'm learning more about myself everyday throughout this journey. Launching yourself into the unexpected teaches you more than you could ever expect. I'm going through all of this for me, and me alone. As much as I love doing things for the people I love and care about, I'm learning that doing what's best for yourself is most important sometimes. The point of this internship is for me to get to the place I want to be after I graduate: with a comfortable job in the music industry.
Side note, the park was ridiculously crowded, and I saw people wearing things they definitely shouldn't have been. For example, I saw the worst camel toe I have ever seen in my life. Gag me with a toothbrush please.
You've got to recreate your misery
You all know art is hard
Young artists have got to starve
Try and fail and try again
The comforts of repetition
Keep churning out those hits
Until it's all the same old shit"
Artist: Cursive
Song: Art is Hard
Oh Cursive. Gotta love their way with words. If you've never listened to Cursive, well, you should. This song's message is so sarcastic, its pretty humorous. In terms of music, there are so many artists out there that make it apparent that "the real magic is gone." When they first nurtured their passion for making music, it actually had personal meaning to them. The feelings their own music and words evoked was real, not an act. Sadly, for many musicians, this doesn't last long, especially if it involves fame and fortune. How can you expect others to have the same feelings about your music, if you don't even truly feel it. For an amateur listener, this probably isn't as much of an issue, but for those who really know music, that isn't acceptable. Obviously, things change over time, but that visible passion shouldn't. A song that once made you burst into tears five years ago doesn't have to have the exact same effect now, but you shouldn't forget what got you to where you are. This concept can really apply anyone's passion: people, careers, art, music, writing, etc.
Last Friday, I went to the Gallery Walk here in Hot Springs and really enjoyed myself. On the first Friday of every month, all of the art galleries stay open late for patrons to view them. Plus, the free wine isn't so bad either. I even bought some artwork. Its an old metal staircase step with graffiti artwork on it from a historic building here. The artist was so appreciative that we really enjoyed her artwork and actually wanted to purchase something from her. Every piece had a story, which was awesome. I also bought some LPs including Barry White, Chubby Checker, and Boston. I definitely plan to purchase some more works over the summer (after I finally get paid). It is awesome that there is such a large art scene here. I guess that compensates for the lack of a local music scene.
Last night was our second concert of the season, Lonestar. I sang my little heart out when "Amazed" was performed. If you don't think you know that song, you probably do. It was played at probably every school dance you've ever been too. Even though we worked 18+ hours, the day went so much smoother than last week. The band and crew were much easier to work with, and NO one had a meltdown, which was also a nice change. There are still some kinks that will have to be worked out in the coming weeks, but I'm optimistic that they will be.I'm learning more about myself everyday throughout this journey. Launching yourself into the unexpected teaches you more than you could ever expect. I'm going through all of this for me, and me alone. As much as I love doing things for the people I love and care about, I'm learning that doing what's best for yourself is most important sometimes. The point of this internship is for me to get to the place I want to be after I graduate: with a comfortable job in the music industry.
Side note, the park was ridiculously crowded, and I saw people wearing things they definitely shouldn't have been. For example, I saw the worst camel toe I have ever seen in my life. Gag me with a toothbrush please.
And you know I have to sway my leaves and branches slowly
Out in the sun, like the silent shout of youth
And we ask why do we take these leaps and chances
Because we have no choice but to wither into truth
These lyrics are from one of my favorite Voxtrot songs, Sway. The instrumental section of this song is just so beautiful and calming. I love songs that feature stringed instruments like cello.
Out in the sun, like the silent shout of youth
And we ask why do we take these leaps and chances
Because we have no choice but to wither into truth
These lyrics are from one of my favorite Voxtrot songs, Sway. The instrumental section of this song is just so beautiful and calming. I love songs that feature stringed instruments like cello.
Until yesterday, I had only seen the natural side of Arkansas through my car window. I finally got the chance to go out and really enjoy it. We went hiking up West Mountain, hoping to find some trails and lookout points. We definitely succeeded. This is only the tip of the iceberg. We hiked about four or five miles, and the heat and humidity didn't even seem to matter. It seems like everyday I find myself saying, "Wow, I'm really in Arkansas right now." And every time I say it, I'm pleasantly surprised how happy I am about it.
I got a taste of what to look forward to as I explore Hot Springs throughout the summer. Unlike Texas, its not everyday that I have a national park in my own backyard. I haven't been camping in a couple years, and this town reminded me why I enjoy it so much. It is so nice to just feel out of the loop for a few hours, not having to worry about anything else going on in my life at the moment. The simplicity of your surroundings can move you just as much as anything else can. That is one of the main reasons music is such a huge part of my life. It allows my mind to wander astray when it needs to.
So listen, I just finished my first full week of work. Let's just say, this is going to be a crazy intense summer.
During the week, we just prepared for the show on Saturday, which included publicity, cleaning out the entire amphitheater, picking up artist and their crew from the Little Rock airport, etc. etc.
Meeting some of the people around town was very interesting. Almost everyone had a story to tell. Funny story: A woman from a gift shop yelled out to Charlsy (a girl I work with) and me, "HEY! You two look like you smart and still in school. Gotta question.....how do ya spell, congratulations??" I'm almost in shock thinking, is this really happening? I proceed to spell it out, and she keeps questioning it. "Wait...did ya say D-O-N??" No, I said C-O-N. I continue to spell as she is typing at her computer, and she interrupts again yelling, "that don't look right!" We have to convince her that it is correct, and then she finally agrees. Charlsy and I were going around town giving out free tickets for Magic Springs and hanging up posters. The woman was like, whatchu selling over there?? Obviously nothing. We told her we were passing out free tickets and hanging up posters. I don't even finish speaking when she interrupts us with, "HELL, GIVE EM' UP!" Just imagine saying that line in the most country/redneck of ways. Its like the new "Get Er Done," and I think it is our new saying for the summer. She starts freaking out about the tickets, and said that she feels comfortable at the water park because everyone is fat like her.
Then Saturday came. The big day. Our first show of the summer featuring The Guess Who. The fun began at 7:00 am at the park because the sound production company was moving in all of their equipment around 8:00 am. The venue is basically empty until they arrive with all of the sound equipment and lighting. All of this doesn't move itself off the 18-wheeler of course. Soon after, our first taste of drama surfaced. The man in charge of the the sound needed an electrician, and of course, we had no idea he was going to need one. After about an hour and half, we finally had the electrician. The electrician talked to someone from The Guess Who crew, and do you want to know what they inquired about? A fucking outlet for their fucking RV. NOTHING to do with backline or sound. The electrician leaves, only for me to find out that the main issue at hand was not taken care of at all. Finally, the situation gets taken care, but not without a few meltdowns. But hey, in the end, it wasn't our fault really.
The next meltdown involved the band's merchandise. Leonard, the tour manager/jazz flute player, shrieked with anger at us when he found out we didn't have all of his packages. We searched through the warehouse multiple times, only finding four small packages. He wouldn't have it, and just didn't want to believe us. Finally, he calls the casino the mailed the merchandise. They apparently didn't mail the packages out until Thursday, so they will be arriving on June 3rd. Again, not our fault.
All-in-all, the day wasn't horrible. Drama is inherent with any concert, where large or small. In the end, as long as the band goes on at the schedule time, its all good in the neighborhood. Once Aundrea (my boss) came out and introduced the band, I felt more than relieved. Seeing the audience truly enjoy themselves and hearing the band perform is the most rewarding the part of the whole business. You have to look at the big picture to stay motivated in this industry.
After a 17 hour work day in the Arkansas humidity and sleeping for 12+ hours, I still feel like I could go back to sleep again. Thank God I have Mondays off.
P.S. - my wireless network is named Pussy Control. Gotta love it.
During the week, we just prepared for the show on Saturday, which included publicity, cleaning out the entire amphitheater, picking up artist and their crew from the Little Rock airport, etc. etc.
Meeting some of the people around town was very interesting. Almost everyone had a story to tell. Funny story: A woman from a gift shop yelled out to Charlsy (a girl I work with) and me, "HEY! You two look like you smart and still in school. Gotta question.....how do ya spell, congratulations??" I'm almost in shock thinking, is this really happening? I proceed to spell it out, and she keeps questioning it. "Wait...did ya say D-O-N??" No, I said C-O-N. I continue to spell as she is typing at her computer, and she interrupts again yelling, "that don't look right!" We have to convince her that it is correct, and then she finally agrees. Charlsy and I were going around town giving out free tickets for Magic Springs and hanging up posters. The woman was like, whatchu selling over there?? Obviously nothing. We told her we were passing out free tickets and hanging up posters. I don't even finish speaking when she interrupts us with, "HELL, GIVE EM' UP!" Just imagine saying that line in the most country/redneck of ways. Its like the new "Get Er Done," and I think it is our new saying for the summer. She starts freaking out about the tickets, and said that she feels comfortable at the water park because everyone is fat like her.
Then Saturday came. The big day. Our first show of the summer featuring The Guess Who. The fun began at 7:00 am at the park because the sound production company was moving in all of their equipment around 8:00 am. The venue is basically empty until they arrive with all of the sound equipment and lighting. All of this doesn't move itself off the 18-wheeler of course. Soon after, our first taste of drama surfaced. The man in charge of the the sound needed an electrician, and of course, we had no idea he was going to need one. After about an hour and half, we finally had the electrician. The electrician talked to someone from The Guess Who crew, and do you want to know what they inquired about? A fucking outlet for their fucking RV. NOTHING to do with backline or sound. The electrician leaves, only for me to find out that the main issue at hand was not taken care of at all. Finally, the situation gets taken care, but not without a few meltdowns. But hey, in the end, it wasn't our fault really.
The next meltdown involved the band's merchandise. Leonard, the tour manager/jazz flute player, shrieked with anger at us when he found out we didn't have all of his packages. We searched through the warehouse multiple times, only finding four small packages. He wouldn't have it, and just didn't want to believe us. Finally, he calls the casino the mailed the merchandise. They apparently didn't mail the packages out until Thursday, so they will be arriving on June 3rd. Again, not our fault.
All-in-all, the day wasn't horrible. Drama is inherent with any concert, where large or small. In the end, as long as the band goes on at the schedule time, its all good in the neighborhood. Once Aundrea (my boss) came out and introduced the band, I felt more than relieved. Seeing the audience truly enjoy themselves and hearing the band perform is the most rewarding the part of the whole business. You have to look at the big picture to stay motivated in this industry.
After a 17 hour work day in the Arkansas humidity and sleeping for 12+ hours, I still feel like I could go back to sleep again. Thank God I have Mondays off.
P.S. - my wireless network is named Pussy Control. Gotta love it.
Since I've been here, I feel like its been sort of a mini vacation. I've gone out bar hopping every night since I've been here. We have finally started making friends here outside of work, which is a really good thing. Let's just say, the type of person I usually hang out isn't a majority out here. Betsy and I have been basically judging people by how they look. Is that bad?
I have a funny story:
Andy, Betsy, and I were at the grocery store just picking up a few item to tide us over before the last intern came into town. This woman approaches us. Let me describe what this creature looked like. She was rather large, wearing a dirty wife beater, and no bra. Her teeth weren't so hot either. Betsy was walking down an aisle, while Andy and I were waiting for her. This lady says to us: "I know this is really awkward, but my friend just moved into town and he is 'hot as hell.' He doesn't have any gay friends and told me to give his number out if I meet anyone at the grocery store or something. Ya'll are gay together, right?" I basically just stood there in shock. We both just quietly said, "No. We are not gay." While she continued to talk about her gay friend, I had to run away because I was weirded out/about to start laughing hysterically. Who says 'are you gay together'? Apparently people in Hot Springs. I guess when you dress well and speak eloquently, you are automatically pinned as gay.
Tomorrow is my first day of work at the park. Andy and I went up there for the day, and it was pretty fun. Some of those rides are not made for adults. I almost didn't fit in one of them.
I have a funny story:
Andy, Betsy, and I were at the grocery store just picking up a few item to tide us over before the last intern came into town. This woman approaches us. Let me describe what this creature looked like. She was rather large, wearing a dirty wife beater, and no bra. Her teeth weren't so hot either. Betsy was walking down an aisle, while Andy and I were waiting for her. This lady says to us: "I know this is really awkward, but my friend just moved into town and he is 'hot as hell.' He doesn't have any gay friends and told me to give his number out if I meet anyone at the grocery store or something. Ya'll are gay together, right?" I basically just stood there in shock. We both just quietly said, "No. We are not gay." While she continued to talk about her gay friend, I had to run away because I was weirded out/about to start laughing hysterically. Who says 'are you gay together'? Apparently people in Hot Springs. I guess when you dress well and speak eloquently, you are automatically pinned as gay.
Tomorrow is my first day of work at the park. Andy and I went up there for the day, and it was pretty fun. Some of those rides are not made for adults. I almost didn't fit in one of them.
Hot Springs, AR
My new home for the next three months.
It is almost surreal that I'm here for the long haul, not knowing what to expect. I have a feeling this town will cease to amaze me. I have only been here for three days, but it only took one glance to realize this town is another world compared to Houston and even College Station. I can just sense that the people here know that the other interns and I are not locals. Hell, I had never even been to Arkansas until now. When I first accepted the offer for this internship, the idea of living in the middle of nowhere hadn't even crossed my mind. I just had no idea what I was really getting myself into. Sometimes though, the best learning experiences are the ones you are thrown into with no life vest. You have to work your way back to shore with all your might, and in the end you can say you truly "made it."
As I drove through the wet, winding roads on Thursday night, anxiety started to kick in. I had no idea where I was, it was raining, and I just didn't know what I was doing anymore. I feel a bit more comfortable about things now, but I'm still somewhat apprehensive. I love my boss and the other interns, and I think we are going to get along very well over the summer, but at the moment, I can't help but feel a little bit homesick. There is no one else I can just call and hang out with. I know I'm going to miss all of my friends dearly at times, but overall, I feel a lot better about this whole situation. Some of the townies here might be a bit creepy/trashy, but they seem to be very friendly for the most part. All of the Hot Springers I have met were nice.
Something I honestly can't wait to do while I'm here is explore the nature here. There are lakes, forests, and mountains surrounding us. I don't have the chance to go hiking, boating, and canoing very often, so I want to take advantage of it while I can.
I have gone out the past two nights and both have been surprisingly fun, but experiences nonetheless. On Thursday night, I was drinking out of a paint can at this bar called Long Shots. No, I'm not kidding. I was drinking "Odie Juice" out of a paint can with a straw. It was so ridiculous that it was hilarious. Last night, I went to a couple spots, danced on bars, learned some new dances, listened to a cover of Clarence Carter's Strokin, and had a blast. Andy (one of the other interns) and I have decided that the song of the summer (currently) is Pussy Control. It has come on at least once the past two nights, and I love it.
As far as music goes, I have recently become addicted to the Into the Wild soundtrack. The whole album is by Eddie Vedder of Pearl Jam. For the most part, it is acoustic. I know it is corny, but the movie and album really seem to fit my life at the moment. I just think a lot of it is about not letting anything pass you by. It is important to live life to the fullest. Sometimes you can't be tied down to anyone or anything. Right now, I'm definitely not tied down to anything that's been apart of my life so far. I feel completely detached from my "home" life for the next three months. A part of me is okay with that. Getting too comfortable with your surroundings may not be detrimental, but you have to wonder sometimes...what am I missing out on? Still, I can never not think about what I'm missing out on back in Texas. Its just a bittersweet situation I guess.
My new home for the next three months.
It is almost surreal that I'm here for the long haul, not knowing what to expect. I have a feeling this town will cease to amaze me. I have only been here for three days, but it only took one glance to realize this town is another world compared to Houston and even College Station. I can just sense that the people here know that the other interns and I are not locals. Hell, I had never even been to Arkansas until now. When I first accepted the offer for this internship, the idea of living in the middle of nowhere hadn't even crossed my mind. I just had no idea what I was really getting myself into. Sometimes though, the best learning experiences are the ones you are thrown into with no life vest. You have to work your way back to shore with all your might, and in the end you can say you truly "made it."
As I drove through the wet, winding roads on Thursday night, anxiety started to kick in. I had no idea where I was, it was raining, and I just didn't know what I was doing anymore. I feel a bit more comfortable about things now, but I'm still somewhat apprehensive. I love my boss and the other interns, and I think we are going to get along very well over the summer, but at the moment, I can't help but feel a little bit homesick. There is no one else I can just call and hang out with. I know I'm going to miss all of my friends dearly at times, but overall, I feel a lot better about this whole situation. Some of the townies here might be a bit creepy/trashy, but they seem to be very friendly for the most part. All of the Hot Springers I have met were nice.
Something I honestly can't wait to do while I'm here is explore the nature here. There are lakes, forests, and mountains surrounding us. I don't have the chance to go hiking, boating, and canoing very often, so I want to take advantage of it while I can.
I have gone out the past two nights and both have been surprisingly fun, but experiences nonetheless. On Thursday night, I was drinking out of a paint can at this bar called Long Shots. No, I'm not kidding. I was drinking "Odie Juice" out of a paint can with a straw. It was so ridiculous that it was hilarious. Last night, I went to a couple spots, danced on bars, learned some new dances, listened to a cover of Clarence Carter's Strokin, and had a blast. Andy (one of the other interns) and I have decided that the song of the summer (currently) is Pussy Control. It has come on at least once the past two nights, and I love it.
As far as music goes, I have recently become addicted to the Into the Wild soundtrack. The whole album is by Eddie Vedder of Pearl Jam. For the most part, it is acoustic. I know it is corny, but the movie and album really seem to fit my life at the moment. I just think a lot of it is about not letting anything pass you by. It is important to live life to the fullest. Sometimes you can't be tied down to anyone or anything. Right now, I'm definitely not tied down to anything that's been apart of my life so far. I feel completely detached from my "home" life for the next three months. A part of me is okay with that. Getting too comfortable with your surroundings may not be detrimental, but you have to wonder sometimes...what am I missing out on? Still, I can never not think about what I'm missing out on back in Texas. Its just a bittersweet situation I guess.
This past Saturday evening was pure bliss....
Star filled skies
The moon occasionally tucking itself away under the sparse clouds
Cool breezes
The live sounds of Radiohead slowly putting me into a musical trance
Seeing Radiohead perform live is something I never want to forget. Music that can truly move me emotionally and physically shouldn't be taken for granted. With all of the meaningless lyrics that we may be surrounded by today, music like this is something special.
One of my favorite songs that he performed is called Street Spirit (Fade Out). I'm not going to lie, I teared up a little bit during this song, Videotape, and Nude. After reading about the meaning of the song and the effect it has on Thom Yorke, I was surprised/impressed that he sang it that night. Most Radiohead songs have somewhat of a resolution, but this is one of the few that doesn't. Basically its saying that in the end, the devil will get the last laugh, no matter what you do to avoid it. Now that is just depressing. Typically, when they perform this song, Yorke has a mental breakdown and can't finish the song without crying to himself. He can't understand how people can listen to it and not feel the same way, as if they are braver than he is. All-in-all, this portrays Radiohead's true musical genius. For someone to be able to write words that can still have such a strong, personal impact after so many years is courageous and greatly respectable. I mean, I don't have to sit here and say how amazing Radiohead is because if you are reading this, you probably already know that.
My friends and I bought our tickets for this concert over three months ago, and sort of put it at the back of our minds for the time being. I don't think it really hit me that I was actually going to see Radiohead perform live until I walked through the black gates of the Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavillion. Who knows when Radiohead is going to come back to Texas, or even the United States. I'm glad I got to share the experience with some of the most important people in my life before I begin my next life journey to Hot Springs, AR.
Star filled skies
The moon occasionally tucking itself away under the sparse clouds
Cool breezes
The live sounds of Radiohead slowly putting me into a musical trance
Seeing Radiohead perform live is something I never want to forget. Music that can truly move me emotionally and physically shouldn't be taken for granted. With all of the meaningless lyrics that we may be surrounded by today, music like this is something special.
One of my favorite songs that he performed is called Street Spirit (Fade Out). I'm not going to lie, I teared up a little bit during this song, Videotape, and Nude. After reading about the meaning of the song and the effect it has on Thom Yorke, I was surprised/impressed that he sang it that night. Most Radiohead songs have somewhat of a resolution, but this is one of the few that doesn't. Basically its saying that in the end, the devil will get the last laugh, no matter what you do to avoid it. Now that is just depressing. Typically, when they perform this song, Yorke has a mental breakdown and can't finish the song without crying to himself. He can't understand how people can listen to it and not feel the same way, as if they are braver than he is. All-in-all, this portrays Radiohead's true musical genius. For someone to be able to write words that can still have such a strong, personal impact after so many years is courageous and greatly respectable. I mean, I don't have to sit here and say how amazing Radiohead is because if you are reading this, you probably already know that.
My friends and I bought our tickets for this concert over three months ago, and sort of put it at the back of our minds for the time being. I don't think it really hit me that I was actually going to see Radiohead perform live until I walked through the black gates of the Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavillion. Who knows when Radiohead is going to come back to Texas, or even the United States. I'm glad I got to share the experience with some of the most important people in my life before I begin my next life journey to Hot Springs, AR.
Artist: The Knux
Song: Cappuccino
Location: Rachel Ray party - SXSW 2008 (yes, Rachel Ray was there)
Yet another artist I found at SXSW this year. And yes, that is me and my boys Gilbert and Mike gettin' all up in that shit. And no, this video was not filmed by anyone we know. We wouldn't let one single person get even close to The Knux. This was definitely one of my highlight experiences of the week. Plus, unlimited mojitos and delicious food are never something to pass up.
It's refreshing to meet an artist that is sincere and humble, and truly appreciates those who see their talent. I was humming this song, Cappuccino, for a long time after their show. Catchy, isn't it? Its one of those songs that just makes you want to, "Break yo neck." Like I said before, more hip hop shows need to come to Texas. I know too many people who associate all "rap and hip hop" with performers such as Soulja Boy and 50 Cent. I like to call that type of music crap rap. Shit rap can work as well. If this is your view on hip hop, you need to broaden your horizon. Seriously. It' s not all about bitches, ass, and titties.
This is one of the reasons I want to get into the music business. I know I'm not going to be showered with benjamins, but just the thought of helping an up-and-coming, well-deserving artist on the way to achieving their goals would be enough for a fulfilling career. That's sort of how I treat life in general. I will do anything for my friends and family to help them along the way. As corny as it may sound, it makes me feel like a better person when I know I've done something good for others. In the same sense, I'm slowly learning to ask for help.
The road to my future is going to be a rugged one, with twists and turns that I may not see until they are right in front of my face. The way I look at it now, I'm prepared for it. I can't see myself doing anything else with my life. Still, I try to keep things in perspective/occasionally have a mini reality check. Things don't always work out as planned, but I'm a firm believer in that the "shit hits the fan" for a reason sometimes.
Kanye West "Glow In The Dark Tour" Ticket: $40
T-Shirt: $35
Beers: $8 each
Corn Dogs: $5 each
Witnessing a Kanye West diva moment first hand: Priceless
He was in the middle of his first song, "I Wonder," and the projectors wouldn't work. The funny thing is, they worked for all the other acts. I bet the staff of the venue got hell for this.
My wife (Amy) took me to the Kanye West concert at the Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavillion last Friday as a birthday present. Amazing show. Just amazing. Not only was the music great, the lights and technical aspects were awesome as well. The whole performance was based on a narrative, and each song was a different part of the story. I must say, at times, the acting was a tad corny, but nonetheless cool. He did a good mix of old and new songs. Jesus Walks, All Falls Down, Spaceship, Flashing Lights, and of course, Stronger.
The openers were Lupe Fiasco, N*E*R*D, and Rihanna (or RiRi as we like to call her). N*E*R*D's new album should be coming out this June and I am ridiculously excited about it. During their performance, Pharrell just had to tell the whole audience to come down to the front, and of course, hundreds of people obliged him. I'm pretty sure the staff and security were not happy about that. A girl behind us was so tempted to run up there all the way from the lawn.
Kanye West may be a cocky son of a bitch, but you got to love him for it. During the show, he just had to point out is "Kanye West original " Nikes. Still, his music is pretty badass and that can't be denied.
More hip hop shows need to come to Texas. period.
Next week, I'll be back in The Woodlands to see RADIO mother fuckin HEAD. I'm can't wait. Seriously. At least 20 or 30 people I know are going to be out there on the lawn, jammin' the fuck out. Its going to be pure bliss I tell you. Then a few days after that, its off to Hot Springs I go. I probably won't be ready for Arkansas until I actually get there.
T-Shirt: $35
Beers: $8 each
Corn Dogs: $5 each
Witnessing a Kanye West diva moment first hand: Priceless
He was in the middle of his first song, "I Wonder," and the projectors wouldn't work. The funny thing is, they worked for all the other acts. I bet the staff of the venue got hell for this.
My wife (Amy) took me to the Kanye West concert at the Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavillion last Friday as a birthday present. Amazing show. Just amazing. Not only was the music great, the lights and technical aspects were awesome as well. The whole performance was based on a narrative, and each song was a different part of the story. I must say, at times, the acting was a tad corny, but nonetheless cool. He did a good mix of old and new songs. Jesus Walks, All Falls Down, Spaceship, Flashing Lights, and of course, Stronger.
The openers were Lupe Fiasco, N*E*R*D, and Rihanna (or RiRi as we like to call her). N*E*R*D's new album should be coming out this June and I am ridiculously excited about it. During their performance, Pharrell just had to tell the whole audience to come down to the front, and of course, hundreds of people obliged him. I'm pretty sure the staff and security were not happy about that. A girl behind us was so tempted to run up there all the way from the lawn.
Kanye West may be a cocky son of a bitch, but you got to love him for it. During the show, he just had to point out is "Kanye West original " Nikes. Still, his music is pretty badass and that can't be denied.
More hip hop shows need to come to Texas. period.
Next week, I'll be back in The Woodlands to see RADIO mother fuckin HEAD. I'm can't wait. Seriously. At least 20 or 30 people I know are going to be out there on the lawn, jammin' the fuck out. Its going to be pure bliss I tell you. Then a few days after that, its off to Hot Springs I go. I probably won't be ready for Arkansas until I actually get there.
Artist: Yacht
Song: See A Penny (Pick It Up)
Album: I Believe In You. Your Magic Is Real.
Here is another one of my finds at SXSW 2008. Yacht. My friend Sully suggested that we catch some of their performance at the Levi's Party. We pretty much lived at that party. When there is unlimited Sparks, Stella, and SoCo, who wouldn't want to live there? No one, that's who.
Anyways, I love a good dance party, and Yacht put on an excellent dance party at SXSW. They jumped in the crowd, danced with the crowd, knocked over drinks, etc. Sometimes its good to listen to music, purely because it is fun. It doesn't always have to be deep and meaningful. As long as there is a good beat that I can stomp my foot too, I'm satisfied. You definitely can't take life too seriously all the time, or else you will want to take your own life.
Even if you barely know me, you know I dance like there is no tomorrow. Example: Last Saturday afternoon, after a late/crazy Friday night for my roommate's birthday, what do we do? Get in the car and dance our asses off, just because we can. Bitches.
This past weekend was exactly what I needed. Although it was full of intensity: intense conversations, intense dancing, intense actions, etc. So many good times were had. Case in point: I love my friends a ridiculous amount.
Artist: Mute Math
Song: Stall Out
Album: Mute Math
I first saw Mute Math in concert my freshman year, when they opened for Mae at the Engine Room (Houston, TX). I listened to them a bit online before they show, but was surprisingly blown away by their live performance. They have crazy energy...
I know, I know...some people consider them a "Christian" band, but I don't think of them in that way. Yes, their lyrics can be shaped in the way, but they can also go the completely opposite direction. I think they can apply to any person or situation, other than those related Christianity. This song above, Stall Out, is one of my favorite songs. The lyrics are kind of a motivation for me, even though they seem very depressing.
"I keep stalling out, I just can't keep up. There's alarming doubt, am I good enough? But you keep coming around to convince me it's still far from over."
I think everyone goes through this feeling....this feeling of uncertainty. Sometimes I say to myself, how the hell am I going to get through today, tomorrow, this week?? In all seriousness though, what you do today isn't going to necessarily affect you ten years from now, unless you've been put in state penitentiary for over ten years. In that case, your life is just going to suck. When you look back on the past, do you want those bad experiences to still be ingrained in your mind? Or do you want to look back and reminisce about those crazy/fun/exciting/meaningful moments. Even though different situations and experiences may affect me in negative ways, its important to use the positive influences in my life (friends, family, passions) to help me deal with those emotions. I shouldn't let anything get in the way of the things I love. Suppressing feelings isn't ever a good idea, but dealing with them in a positive way so as not to push the good things in your life away is, in my opinion, the best way to handle them. I've never felt comfortable wearing my heart on my sleeve, but I'm learning how to do things differently, the hard way.
On THAT note, so as not to be a Debbie Downer, a group I recently saw live at SXSW was N.E.R.D. I've listened to them for years, but holy shit do they know how to put on a good show. My friend Amy and I brushed up next to Pharrell on our way to the bathroom and almost shit a brick. We were that star struck. And he's kind of a little man.
This is a new, unreleased song called Spaz.
Artist: The Cinematic Orchestra
Song: To Build a Home
Album: Ma Fleur
There is a house built out of stone
Wooden floors, walls and window sills...
Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust..
This is a place where I don't feel alone
This is a place where I feel at home.......
Cause, I built a home
for you
for me
Until it disappeared
from me
from you
And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust........
Out in the garden where we planted the seeds
There is a tree as old as me
Branches were sewn by the color of green
Ground had arose and passed it's knees
By the cracks of the skin I climbed to the top
I climbed the tree to see the world
When the gusts came around to blow me down
I held on as tightly as you held onto me
I held on as tightly as you held onto me......
Cause, I built a home
for you
for me
Until it disappeared
from me
from you
And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust........
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Such a beautiful song. I don't even care if it was on Grey's Anatomy. I knew about this group WAY before then. The Cinematic Orchestra uses a lot of different musical elements, and is just so soothing. Every song just adds more and more layers to create a unique sound. I would definitely consider this "rainy day music." Those days when you wake up and its raining, and you just want to lay in bed and listen to music: this album would be perfect. Its almost like smooth jazz, but indie smooth jazz, if that even makes any sense. I'm pretty obsessed with new music that can make good use of stringed instruments (other than guitar). Some people compare this song to Coldplay's style, but if you listened to any of there other songs, you wouldn't think that at all To me, this song kind of describes those times when you feel so settled, at home so to say, and then your world can be turned upside down at the drop of a dime. Situations and emotions can come out of nowhere, whether positive or negative.
I know that feeling...all to well sometimes.
But I guess this is life.. As much as we can all wish to have a pretty consistent lifestyle, that's almost impossible. Change is inherent, but when things shake up unexpectedly, it might not be the most positive experience. You definitely have to just roll with the punches sometimes, no matter how hard it may be.
