Funknee

Haha I can't stop laughing at this.

Musical Bliss Part Deux

Wow. Last night was amazing. Toubab Krewe and State Radio. I litchereally loved every single part of it (except actually the two ridiculously annoying drama queens standing in front of me causing a rucus and who really just needed to leave. But it's been forgotten). The venue had an amazing ambience to it and even though we were standing on the side we were so close. And I like standing right up front right next to the speakers so you can feel the vibrations through your body. It was just a good time watching these bands and listening to their incredible music. I am so astounded by how much talent these people have I can't even take it. It is so beautiful to watch how it all comes together and they make it look so easy.

I was feeling skeptical at first about this concert just because I feel like so many people don't understand what the artist is trying to convey, including myself. But I figured that it's okay if people still appreciate music and their cause without entirely knowing the true meaning because that's the beauty of music and any other uniting agent, just bringing so many different kinds of people together to just have a good time and hopefully some sort of understanding/appreciation will be achieved even if it's not in its entirety.

Can't even wait for tomorrow night! I wished I lived at the House of Blues.


Addendum:

I am so high right now.
My voice is gone and my throat is itchy.
My ears are ringing and all I can hear is the guitar notes playing over and over in my head.
My feet ache and I smell.
I'm full up with 7-11 chili dogs and over sugary slurpies.

Live music and concerts is what I live for.

Heavy Boots

I have a pit in my stomach the size of a basketball. And I am looking to rebound so hard right now. Where oh where can I find my subject of manipulation? I know how terrible that sounds. I'm not really looking to do that to anyone. That's extremely rude and not to mention self depricating. But just someone to get my mind off of this fucking bullshit. I know it's not the only solution, but why does it feel like it's at least a good one??

In other news, I really like the Doppler Effect. I was watching the trains go by last night, wanting to take away the silence that filled the apartment. And I like how it's something you can except when you hear its sound off in the distance. Coming closer and closer. And how it stops for you to jump on the journey, and heads off and takes you, even if it's only for a couple of seconds till you can no longer hear it anymore. And you're back in silence again until the next thing that comes along.

hot

It's been agreed, the the whole world stinks
So no one's taking showers anymore.

Truth, Modest Mouse, truth.

Untitled

I just want to wrap myself up in music and movies and podcasts and things that make you escape into an abyss of no thinking and no feeling and no one can find you, not even yourself. But I guess that's not really a sustainable way of life, because wouldn't more people be doing it if they could? Maybe some people have but there just aren't enough abysses left anymore. Or maybe they are stopped before they can get there. Or really there isn't anywhere to go. You can go as far as you can till the end of the earth but eventually you'll just wrap back around to where you started from.

It's pretty cold again today. Just when the sun comes out and you feel like you can trust mother nature, she pulls a fast one on you again. But it is kind of cool how there is a gradual transition into the seasons where on a cold day you have the remnants and the memories of the winter time mixed with warm days that hold the promises of the future of spring and summer. People need time to adjust, we're not really made to mold ourselves so quickly. Everything takes so much time.

Only just a little bit more to get through. I just have to hold myself up.

Sopping Wet

Geez. Thank heavens we are not made of sugar. Rain isn't so bad. It's actually kind of nice. Plus, I'm an Aquarius, the Water Bearer, so I should like this stuff. Right?

It's funny to see how empty it gets outside when it rains. I suppose people don't like to be wet. But it really brings out those tough enough. Or at least those who have to get somewhere. I like riding on my bike though in the rain, even if my butt gets completely soaked down to my unmentionables and my hands become unbearably numb. I like to ride past other bikers and I like to think that we're thinking the same thing and if people weren't so strange we could say something in passing like "Oh man. It's sure is raining cats out here." I guess people don't really talk like that so maybe something like "At least we don't have to walk."

I like when the rain accumulates slowly into my shoes and I can feel it fill up with water like the Titanic. And my pants get heavier and colder as I ride. And it's only a mystery to see what I find salvagable in my book bag once I get home.

I'm annoyed with how much people care about "the Sox". I mean I guess it is kind of a cool thing that so many people can be united by one love, but it's like honestly, who cares if it rained today and they couldn't play and you couldn't go to the bar and watch it on tv? I guess I just don't understand the novelty of it. Sorry.

Song of Autumn in the Springtime

Juventud, divino tesoro,
¡ya te vas para no volver!
Cuando quiero llorar, no lloro...
y a veces lloro sin querer...

Rubén Darío
(Canción de otoño en primavera)