Friday, April 9, 2010
I've spent the last few days on a super flashback into the 90s. Not just awesome music, but weird obscure music that only I seem to remember. (Cannonball- The Breeders, look it up) Then there was a discussion on 20SB last night about this exact subject which made my mind churn up more music that I haven't thought of in years. I've even taken a trip out of my usual alternative/rock/metal comfort zone, and into some strange R&B, hip-hop, pop through the 90s. I know that what we listen to throughout our teenage years stick with us for the rest of our lives (Thanks Ross) and for me that was an amazing time. I can listen to Violent Femmes or Blur and think of an exact moment in time when I heard those bands. Who I was with...what was happening, it's like a window to a great moment. I've noticed when I get really stressed, playing Fiona Apple and just being alone takes me to a place where everything gets better. I don't know when it really started, but music has always been the most healing element of my life. For someone who loves music to the point I do, the inability to make it is depressing. I've toyed with the idea of singing, and I guess anyone can sing...only some do it well. (Let's not discuss how I have two amazingly talented sisters with great voices) This doesn't mean I don't break out into song at parties with friends jamming on guitar...yay for spontaneous "Zombie", it just means that I'd never get paid for my vocal abilities.
Monday, April 5, 2010
ok so I'm going to get a salad. I would like to say officially, Summer sucks for all the reasons I can't eat what I want, and have to settle for what I need. So I'm going to listen to The Stones and cry over Mellow Mushroom. BLAH!