November 8, 2009
Okay, I know that it isn’t very hipster of me but i am familiar with a song from the radio. You are too probs. That one from the ‘band’ Owl City.
Cool name.
Cool sounds.
Huge Postal Service rip off.
C’mon man. You have the stones to record a song that sounds so unoriginal AND release it?
Yet people love the song, while creative folks never get recognized at all. A shame is all…
-b
November 6, 2009
damn Sam, I love a woman that rains
November 6, 2009
I don’t feel like you
nothing is black
nothing is white
sometimes grey
usually red
an urgent disaster zone
usually yellow
bright and shiny fun-ville
I don’t know you
nothing is wrong
nothing is right
sometimes alright
usually hectic
i’m lost in a mirror
usually safe
your right hand guides me through
beside quiet waters
November 5, 2009
Well I don’t even know where to start. I mean… where to start actually saying something significant. I started by acting like I didn’t even know where to start, but clearly that was just a ploy to buy some time.
Here we go…
Oh man…
I know! Eureka. There are three things that stop me dead in my tracks right now.
1. A pretty smile that looks like there’s a whole lot of ‘trouble’ behind it…
2. Hummus. I love that stuff.
3. Bright eyes. Not the band. They are okay though.
Today I was thinking about how cool records are and that I should try to get some pressed. If nobody bought them and I lost money then I’d still have a copy. That would be worth it almost.
Let me just leave it at that, k?
-b
July 28, 2009
Casey and I were just looking at our old Xanga blogs and it really got me to thinking… what the heck happened to xanga? Reading through old posts also opened my eyes to realize that I had a lot going on back in the day. I don’t feel like my life is as ‘rich’ now was in those days. Maybe my life was more rich and maybe it wasn’t. I don’t really know how to judge such a question. One thing I do realize is that life is usually better understood and appreciated when examined well (think Socrates). All that to say… I’m going to start examining my life and sharing more reflections here. I could think of a better way to kick of my return to blog-land than by sharing a post from back in the ‘old days’. Enjoy!
::I went to see a friend play an acoustic show tonight, and lo and behold Levi Smith was the headlining act. This was a nice, unexpected treat. A good way to spend a Friday night for sure. I have so many things in my head from my heart that i want to write about… songs, stories… anything. I really need to find the discipline and time to let them all out. I’ve been wondering alot about if i’ll ever muster up some good songs enough to have some sort of music career.
Let me walk you through the struggle…
I go see a guy like Levi Smith play, who is musically talented and lyrically he’s amazing. I leave a show like that and want to be like that guy, but I know that I don’t want to write song after song about Love … There’s nothing wrong with this, but I just usually can’t find the words for those feelings when they happen. That’s why i’m glad Levi can write those songs for me, because i couldn’t express them any better than his songs do… so that puts me at a stand still.
Next, i watch a movie like 8 mile (yes I am ghetto. Could you not tell?) And this character is making up raps on the spot that has his competition silent and the crowd in a frenzy. I mean it’s not too hard for him, he’s been through alot and has alot of background to work with… Do I? Yes and no. I think there are plenty for things that have molded me into the person that I am. There are alot of difficult rites of passage that i’ve had to go through, but I feel inadequate to write about those things when there’s people with bigger problems out there.
Finally, I think i’m just lazy. No doubt getting these feelings out via this post will encourage me to not be so lazy. It feels good to let out my insecurites for the whole world (or at least the two or three friends that read this) to know. I’m learning lately more and more that we are not supposed to strive for some fairy tale next step and worry about why we’re not ‘there’ yet. The beauty, the art, and the joy in life is found when you go with the flow and start living life. Yes the past is beneficial to learn from and remember. The future is not to be taken for granted and it should be hoped for, but learning to be content is when things will really start to seem like they’re going your way (whether they are or not). Being content is when you start letting go of your ideas on which way to go and start following the path in front of you.
To sum things up, i just want to write a good song so that i don’t feel the urge at two in the morning to write sappy posts on my web journal.::
-b
