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Monday, December 20
THE SADNESS -- IT LIVES!!!
As Tall As Lions' farewell show last Friday was super duper sad!
Sort of like the time a few months ago where I was shopping for shoes, and I saw a pair of Converse shoes, and I broke down and had to leave the store because it reminded me of a life that I don't have anymore. Well, anyway, they were on fire and played tighter than I had ever heard them in past shows, and that's kind of amazing when you consider how progressively shitfaced they got throughout the evening. They will greatly be missed, and I hope this is some stupid Blink 182/Babs/Cher thing where they say it's over, but it really isn't over, and then they come back and sell a lot of merch or whatever.
Anyway, in a lot of ways, they made me a better musician, especially by proving that your band can still maintain a badass sound even if you use super colorful chords and care for dynamics, and care about integrity over sales. I cite them a lot in conversations about dynamics in songwriting.
Can't believe I'm saying this but, um, I'm done with my Christmas shopping. Every gift I'm giving out has huge "OH. MY. GOD." response potential. EVERYONE. WILL. FUH-REAK.
I knew which gifts to purchase by meditating. I don't meditate often, and nor do I do it in the assumed conventions of sitting cross-legged with incense or whatever, but I did take a moment to myself some weeks ago to think about the things, both material and internal, that make the people I care about happy. There was all sorts of clarity, and I think I turned gay-guru for a second, but then I got out of bed and went shopping and kicked major ass.
If you're my friend, you are one lucky motherfucker.