I view life as a series of interactions between the small voice buried deep within this complex brain and the small voices of others trying to reach out and communicate through what are the seemingly endless barriers that are thrown in our way every day.
It’s bad enough that so much seems to be lost in translation between my heart and the ears of the beholder, but to add to that the maze of emotional trap doors we have to negotiate as to what is, and isn’t appropriate behavior for a particular small voice to witness, and it seems the journey for a sincere thought or emotion is almost insurmountable.
Do we not all find ourselves talking to other ‘tiny sparks of love trapped in organic shells’ and hear ourselves saying things that mean nothing, but feeling emotions strong enough to move mountains? And what do we do with these emotions? Bury them deep into our fantasies and dreams, to emerge in the safety of the role playing mind in the depths of sleep.
There are people I want to tell things to, admit a need or desire, or even a hate or intolerance, but these thoughts remain in the dark for fear their light will burn a hole in the fragile world I have built to protect me. It is important however for us all to admit they are there and form part of the person no one ever gets to decipher.
But sometimes it would be nice to say, ‘actually I really……..’
How appropriate then that today’s ditty is ‘On Islands’ by New MusiK, and wonderful 12 string blast from 1980 which perfectly sums up the above. It has optimism and sadness and a brilliant searing synth lead sound. The kid talking over the end is also kind of cool, if not a little cheesy.
‘Were all the same, all on our own Islands, that reach out for ever more… into the darkest depths of eternal space…searching’
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Nothing Compares....
A lazy April has left this blog page bare for too many weeks. I apologize for that.
Having to be too creative in work is exhausting my creativity at home. That combined with work on the studio / study.
Well the decorating is done with the help of copious amounts of yellow paint and a permanently streamed Spotify input (what did I do for music before that came along ????? http://www.spotify.com/en/). I have had a great chance to listen to some albums I have wanted to catch up on for years and some very cool new stuff like Lily Allen’s latest. I also got to hear Regina Spektor’s albums which have been great fun.
And somewhere above the wash of Spotify in the study came the pounding of the same online program from Holly’s room. She is luckily not sharing my tastes at the moment (heaven forbid!). For her it’s a perpetually looped ‘Saturdays’ murdering ‘Just Cant Get Enough’. I have tried childishly playing the original even louder to drown her out but to no avail.
Actually they have done a really good job of covering it, but don’t tell Holly that, there’s only one thing worse than a grumpy old Dad who doesn’t like your music, and that’s one that does like it! It’s better for her to think I am trapped in the past, she couldn’t manage the embarrassment of me ‘Daddy Dancing’ to her favorite tunes.
So the Study side is complete, all I need to do now is wire up the creative side, which is causing me much stress.
Today’s tune is one I found on Spotify and is one of the most haunting and relaxing tunes I have heard in a long time. It’s from the soundtrack of the film ‘Forgetting Sarah Marshall’ and is a version of ‘Nothing Compares 2 u” sung in Hawaiian. Trust me, this works brilliantly. So load up Spotify, type in ‘Coconutz’ and select ‘Nothing Compares 2 U’ and chill…………….
Having to be too creative in work is exhausting my creativity at home. That combined with work on the studio / study.
Well the decorating is done with the help of copious amounts of yellow paint and a permanently streamed Spotify input (what did I do for music before that came along ????? http://www.spotify.com/en/). I have had a great chance to listen to some albums I have wanted to catch up on for years and some very cool new stuff like Lily Allen’s latest. I also got to hear Regina Spektor’s albums which have been great fun.
And somewhere above the wash of Spotify in the study came the pounding of the same online program from Holly’s room. She is luckily not sharing my tastes at the moment (heaven forbid!). For her it’s a perpetually looped ‘Saturdays’ murdering ‘Just Cant Get Enough’. I have tried childishly playing the original even louder to drown her out but to no avail.
Actually they have done a really good job of covering it, but don’t tell Holly that, there’s only one thing worse than a grumpy old Dad who doesn’t like your music, and that’s one that does like it! It’s better for her to think I am trapped in the past, she couldn’t manage the embarrassment of me ‘Daddy Dancing’ to her favorite tunes.
So the Study side is complete, all I need to do now is wire up the creative side, which is causing me much stress.
Today’s tune is one I found on Spotify and is one of the most haunting and relaxing tunes I have heard in a long time. It’s from the soundtrack of the film ‘Forgetting Sarah Marshall’ and is a version of ‘Nothing Compares 2 u” sung in Hawaiian. Trust me, this works brilliantly. So load up Spotify, type in ‘Coconutz’ and select ‘Nothing Compares 2 U’ and chill…………….
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