Sunday, November 2, 2008

Let's see what comes of it


There are times in everyones life when they get overcome and overwhelmed with such extravagant days that everything just piles up on them and leaves them in a moment where they just want to ............. sleep.

I embrace these moments. It's my intoxication. What moments! What amazing times to grasp and use how dumb you can really sound but assuming you sound like a deep intellectually inclined romantic all because of the fact that your brain shuts down and all those "BIG" words you thought you have forgotten step in when words like "why", "c'mon" and "Wiggety wack" take your own advice and go to sleep.

I am however a (eh) deep intellectually inclined romantic....... So it doesn't count with me :)

-Mission 4- create something?


These truly are the best moments to come up with things that could ultimately be life changing. Honestly, there isn't an honest way of living your dishonest life if you don't try to create in vulnerable times. Catch me wiggety? cough.. any way....

The coo coo of the wind is getting colder. Not much a'do but dress warmly. Opening my eyes, my mind, my contentiousness to all the horribly suburb surroundings. The suburbia of this life is getting to be one to smile at and move. A Smile by. Safer then a drive-by, sponsored by Mcdonalds. Have you ever tried to "feel" music? People often question the man who walks from destination to destination so he can enjoy one last breathe of intoxicated smoke before he goes on with his life. But it's like a monk is to his meditation. - It's in that moment where they feel that small intoxication that gives them their addiction to life. Happiness should never be questioned. Hell, happiness shouldn't be feared. Why wake up in the morning and fear to be happy? Fear to be yourself? What's the reason for the terrified singer who cannot walk through the streets and sing untamed while the world passes her by? Why fear what you love? What is there to lose but yourself?.............

haha. I like being tired. "Being deep". Brings people to the person who can really view what they want in life. Usually what one comes to the conclusion is, is that they need sleep. But I young sir am a stubborn sleeper. I shall sleep when I am good and emotional!!!! And never before! Oh ho No!

My favorite song ("Mock me if you hate it.... Then make a platinum record and I'll listen to you") is "I'm Your's" by Jason Mraz.
I've gotten to the point with this song where if I listen to it, Live or studio recorded - I rest easy. Now I don't mean sleep wise. I mean if I am stressed, it is my releaser. It takes a long time to find a song like that. A Pump up song and Peace keeping song. It does wonders on me no doubt, but as long as I can sit and reeeeeaaalllyyy take it in.
I love concerts. Don't get me wrong. I have been to a fair share of concerts. 2 of which have been Jason Mraz concerts. And as liberating and exciting it is to just be in a concert singing your head off in front of millions of people of whom you cannot on the street, out of that show I need to hear the song. I honestly will turn it off if it is a recording from a concert. It's the crowd singing a long. I like it in the concert, but out - I don't know. I wont lie. I was and still secretly am a huge girlish fan of Jason Mraz but it's all about the music. It's a bothersome thing to be an artist and not have your art seen heard or felt because you have become a sort of symbol. There is no more art. There is only you. And I will not be the first to say it but you are hardly an artist. I can never have control over things like that. Nor can anyone else. It's all up to the artist.

The Beatles quite touring. This is long before their breakup. Their music wasn't being heard. They had gotten soo bloody big that they were doing shows in stadiums. Now you think "Oh thats not bad". But yeah, it is. Imagine a professional baseball diamond. They are in the middle of it on a stage and the closest you are is behind the dugout with a ton of people screaming at "the attractiveness" of the singer....... And in the Beatles case it got to the point where people worshiped them. People went to the shows to scream and pretend they were married to a big nosed drummer named Ringo - and of course the Beatles called the world on it......... The world clearly didn't enjoy it very much. "We're bigger than Jesus." - not to insult the American's of that era - but c'mon get over yourselves... You were the people thinking The Beatles were more popular than Jesus - and because of which, they were. In any case and in any bizarro world they still would not be - but it almost sickened the Beatles.

And as we all sit in our warm cozy little suburban homes and think "How can you make someone sick of being famous?"

It's exactly that - You turn an artist into a symbol of anything but art...... My dearest wishes and props go up to Jason Mraz - that hit single of yours is going to cost you big................... perhaps :)

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Well I suppose I didn't create anything - But myself being un-wanting of rest feel more fulfilled in my life.... I think I may walk to my interview tomorrow...... Singing as loud as I want.



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