silence is a rhythm too
That's one excuse for not blogging for a while. The real reason is just that I've been off having a very exciting couple of weeks - while some parts of the internet interact with my life all the time, writing here seems to be something I don't do if things are very busy (one way or another) out in the 'real' world.
Now that I'm back at work, however, the rambling and ranting will resume. For now, some musical memories of the last 14 days.
Going wild to 'My Name Is Prince' in da club on a Friday night. I'd forgotten all about that song, assigning it to the "just around the time Prince started to become crap" pile, but dear God it sounds good at high volume when you're dancing with good folk and the first couple of drinks are just kicking in...
Sitting pleasantly hungover and unwashed on the train from Brighton to London the next morning, and listening to 'Sunshine & Grease' by Royal Trux, which is probably the best song in the world to listen to when you're pleasantly hungover and unwashed, and feeling licentious to boot (okay, look, so on some level I'm always feeling licentious, but you take my point) and knowing you're going straight from the station to the pub...
Lounging around Regent's Park in the sun on Tuesday listening to Nick Cave's Let Love In and realising what an awesome little concept album it really is. I think what I find most fascinating about this record is that it doesn't seem to be a depressing one, even though it's largely concerned with the wreckage of failed relationships. This is probably because of the power and passion conveyed - the idea that even with all the emotional carnage potentially involved, the protagonist(s) of these songs will always open the door to love again and again. And what a way with words: "Once there came a storm in the form of a girl...", and so on.
Listening to 'Porcelain' by the Yeah Yeahs Yeahs late at night in the latter part of last week and feeling pessimistic; then listening to it again late on Monday night and feeling optimistic. I like it when my optimism is justified - it supports my theory that optimism isn't just a way of looking at things, it's a way of shaping your life into the one you want (this is probably very... quantum).
I feel cleared for take-off.
That's one excuse for not blogging for a while. The real reason is just that I've been off having a very exciting couple of weeks - while some parts of the internet interact with my life all the time, writing here seems to be something I don't do if things are very busy (one way or another) out in the 'real' world.
Now that I'm back at work, however, the rambling and ranting will resume. For now, some musical memories of the last 14 days.
Going wild to 'My Name Is Prince' in da club on a Friday night. I'd forgotten all about that song, assigning it to the "just around the time Prince started to become crap" pile, but dear God it sounds good at high volume when you're dancing with good folk and the first couple of drinks are just kicking in...
Sitting pleasantly hungover and unwashed on the train from Brighton to London the next morning, and listening to 'Sunshine & Grease' by Royal Trux, which is probably the best song in the world to listen to when you're pleasantly hungover and unwashed, and feeling licentious to boot (okay, look, so on some level I'm always feeling licentious, but you take my point) and knowing you're going straight from the station to the pub...
Lounging around Regent's Park in the sun on Tuesday listening to Nick Cave's Let Love In and realising what an awesome little concept album it really is. I think what I find most fascinating about this record is that it doesn't seem to be a depressing one, even though it's largely concerned with the wreckage of failed relationships. This is probably because of the power and passion conveyed - the idea that even with all the emotional carnage potentially involved, the protagonist(s) of these songs will always open the door to love again and again. And what a way with words: "Once there came a storm in the form of a girl...", and so on.
Listening to 'Porcelain' by the Yeah Yeahs Yeahs late at night in the latter part of last week and feeling pessimistic; then listening to it again late on Monday night and feeling optimistic. I like it when my optimism is justified - it supports my theory that optimism isn't just a way of looking at things, it's a way of shaping your life into the one you want (this is probably very... quantum).
I feel cleared for take-off.
