Not to keep putting on album covers that have absurd reoccuring themes...
There's just something about waking up from an afternoon nap to strange babbles from my president. i think, in a lot of ways, it changed me as a person well beyond i thought bush had the abilities to do. Alas, my political comment for the year (political comments could conceivably be called "ephemeral comments" it seems)
beyond this, being estranged from many people makes me appreciate ascetics, the ability to utterly detach in one form to come to some sort of enlightenment (whatever that means...i think "happiness" has become the hip new phrase now). Yes, in this time, listening to the doo-wop "ambulance," I reflect on the recent discussions about TV on the Radio. An album (or EP, what have you...), and everyone likes a different song. Is this the ultimate in pop-stardom? the ability to perfect appeal to demographics with so many styles - ah, the sweet eclecticism (or wide demographics), necessary to the beat out the Clear Channel-infused music industry. So much clear channel and TRL, makes me feel quite satisfied with how "art" is impacted by "business." Maybe bizness ain't half bad - the blunders make pretty music. can i ask for anything else? go TV on the Radio - TO ENGLAND AND BEYOND!
i realized tonight that i didn't understand what it meant to "rock out" - i have lost understanding of what it means to rock out, lost my innocence, mebbe? not adolescent-enough anymore? it's sad. i'm older than i thought i was. but, that means finding new things on the distance, like "passing out" - always getting "Three Girl Rhumba" like the new "Louie Louie" but i'm not sure if anyone knows who wrote this anymore. it's like an ultimate cover song - a sign of true cultural resonance. I saw Jessica Simpson doing the music video for her new cover of the Top Gun classic "Take My Breath Away." Especially with that juicy synth, coupled by soft, swooning picked guitar. Oooh so endearing - like someone that deserves to be in front of the camera - the pure voyeuristic pleasure. Following in the footsteps of Anna Nicole mebbe? We could only wish.
Other than that, I'm just cooked. too many straight days of small sleep big worrying ... etc.
and so, i'll go to sleep to save my words for dj olive and all you sweet people out there...somewhere (cue huge, cave-like echo)..
There's just something about waking up from an afternoon nap to strange babbles from my president. i think, in a lot of ways, it changed me as a person well beyond i thought bush had the abilities to do. Alas, my political comment for the year (political comments could conceivably be called "ephemeral comments" it seems)
beyond this, being estranged from many people makes me appreciate ascetics, the ability to utterly detach in one form to come to some sort of enlightenment (whatever that means...i think "happiness" has become the hip new phrase now). Yes, in this time, listening to the doo-wop "ambulance," I reflect on the recent discussions about TV on the Radio. An album (or EP, what have you...), and everyone likes a different song. Is this the ultimate in pop-stardom? the ability to perfect appeal to demographics with so many styles - ah, the sweet eclecticism (or wide demographics), necessary to the beat out the Clear Channel-infused music industry. So much clear channel and TRL, makes me feel quite satisfied with how "art" is impacted by "business." Maybe bizness ain't half bad - the blunders make pretty music. can i ask for anything else? go TV on the Radio - TO ENGLAND AND BEYOND!
i realized tonight that i didn't understand what it meant to "rock out" - i have lost understanding of what it means to rock out, lost my innocence, mebbe? not adolescent-enough anymore? it's sad. i'm older than i thought i was. but, that means finding new things on the distance, like "passing out" - always getting "Three Girl Rhumba" like the new "Louie Louie" but i'm not sure if anyone knows who wrote this anymore. it's like an ultimate cover song - a sign of true cultural resonance. I saw Jessica Simpson doing the music video for her new cover of the Top Gun classic "Take My Breath Away." Especially with that juicy synth, coupled by soft, swooning picked guitar. Oooh so endearing - like someone that deserves to be in front of the camera - the pure voyeuristic pleasure. Following in the footsteps of Anna Nicole mebbe? We could only wish.
Other than that, I'm just cooked. too many straight days of small sleep big worrying ... etc.
and so, i'll go to sleep to save my words for dj olive and all you sweet people out there...somewhere (cue huge, cave-like echo)..
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