it’s dishonorable to not ask questions and not learn, to discourage asking questions.
religion should not, indeed, everything should not, discourage asking questions.
ask questions.
hmmm…
it’s dishonorable to not ask questions and not learn, to discourage asking questions.
religion should not, indeed, everything should not, discourage asking questions.
ask questions.
it seems very tough, when you aren’t IN the swing of things, to do anything that isn’t super super important.
or perhaps it’s just The Day after the CalArts Halloween Event, and I stayed up till 7am again….
most people I know who are interesting worth a damn, such as myself, also qualify, probably, as cases, or people with issues, etc.
such as me.
it has always been confusing, that if there is a person who is level headed, frankly, they are usually “ALSO” not interesting, to me,
recognizing as I do, that
being interesting and
being a case
are in fact TWO things, though they ALMOST ALWAYS both happen together.
not sure where I was going with that…
Others’s opinions on what “I” find interesting are of no importance.
my. dear me. hard to explain.
hearing some music, a few “very sad” old Pat Metheny tunes
(“September Fifteenth” and “It’s For You” both from the Wichita Falls album which are “almost” AS sad as the song “San Lorenzo” from their first, Self-Titled album.)
many years ago, it seems (1999, maybe even 1998)
these songs seem to have been a part of moving on after college (in hindsight, all before calarts:)
leaving old friendships, literally,
and a HORRIBLE sense of loss and hopelessness, as if our best days were alREADy behind us (yes, I was 22 or 23… how funny it seems now.)
as if mistakes made then could NEVER be corrected, improved upon,
as if we’d alREADY made the wrong choices and we would NEVER EVER have second chances, at life, love, anything.
(reading these words…. thinking of them…
I can’t help but think
“my GOD, WHAT kind of depressing as fuck upbringing did I HAVE?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!”
I used to hear these songs and, well, short of crying (which DID happen, sometimes,) I’d just LANGUISH in a pile of misery and despair… their jazzy harmonies (Ebm11…. minor 11 chords… not unlike in a Reich piece…).
I thought things would NEVER get better.
it all had something too, to do with a film known as FANDANGO, a coming-of-age film, starring the young kevin costner, about some young men in a very similar situation (albeit, the vietnam war draft wasn’t a factor in our own real-life version.)
(this film was after the fact; we knew and experienced the songs and feelings “quite some time” before becoming aware of a film which seemingly by coincidene, used several of the same songs and feelings)
flash foward to today.
while I could indeed be happier,
I couldn’t really be much happier with the crazy fun stuff I get to do.
SO MANY new things happened after those days, SO much music, SO many people, SO many friends, so many EVERYTHINGS.
and they tell me I’m still young.
(I read about Dementia today…. sounds like it sucks, hopefully I’ll already have lived well enough if I ever get it.)
I’m hearing one of these tunes RIGHT NOW.
“It’s For You” from the Wichita Falls album by Pat Metheny and Lyle Mays.
Bill Maley. I remember all this, old friend:)
I bet you also do.
life is pretty good. smile emoticon
I don’t use twitter, nor hash-tags, unless I’m faking (I am.)
I like the one I made up, pertaining to CalArts and CalArts-related things being the best and the happiest
Being interesting is just so much more- Interesting.
friend one: “What’s normal?”
in the words of Malcolm MacDowell in Star Trek Generation>
“NORMAL is what everyone IS that YOU are NOT.”
friend two: “What if interesting becomes normal? What if it gets TOO normal?”
to others, or to me? if it’s to me, I find a new interesting. others’s opinions on what “I” find interesting are of no importance.
so, anything fun to do on ACTUAL halloween??
and don’t say the West-Hollywood party, it SUCKS ASS compared to the CalArts one. I mean, it’s full of boring L.A. people, spectators. not an interactive, whimsical, communal group of crazy artist friends.
#CalArtsLove, ah yes.
CalArts Halloween. NOT gonna throwup. always feels good.
title.
#CalArtsLove
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