it's a convoluted mess
I rarely listen to the radio. The only time anymore seems to be in the car on short trips when I don’t bring a CD to listen to, or the tiny window of time between starting the car and putting in a CD, then taking out the CD and turning off the engine. In those times, it’s either yapping DJs, commercials, or a song I’ve never heard before, but don’t like after a few bars…. Keep reading…Obsession called while you were out…
And so another year has come and gone. Which means another year of fixating on my obsessive music listening habits. In general, the players don’t surprised me. I kind of thought some of the numbers would have ended up higher than they did. But there was also a lot of music played in the kitchen on the iPod and in the car on CD that doesn’t get tracked by Last.fm. Top 10 Most Played… Keep reading…It comes natural…
Summer lasted an eternity and my mental state took a brutal beating. September arrived, bringing hoodie weather and other good things, but the news cycle somehow felt even more dire than it has been these last two years and I am not processing it well at all, no matter how much I try to limit and filter things down. I have exactly zero faith that the “Blue Wave” will happen, or solve anything if it… Keep reading…Away from this place…
Ever have a house guest that overstays their welcome and just WILL. NOT. LEAVE. Insomnia is an unwelcome house guest that WILL. NOT. LEAVE. I know at least part of it is stress related (OMFG THE NEWS FFS), but I know that’s not the entire cause. I just don’t quite know what the other specific contributing factors might be at this point. FNEH. It’s approaching two in the morning, my room temperature tea is almost… Keep reading…Lack of oxygen…
Andy Grammer. Remember when I had about seventy-five embarrassing posts in a row babbling incessantly about this guy? Yeah. He still holds a prominent place in my music-obsessed heart. When we saw him live last year, he played a new song called The Good Parts. It was just him and his piano and it was magic. I’ll admit it. I cried the first time I listened to this thing. (Nevermind I cry at… Keep reading…Sunshine Soldier…
Oh hey, it’s August. July was fully centered on surgery and recovery and staring blankly at various points in front of me because I didn’t have the energy for much else. Aside from whining about it on Twitter. I did A LOT of whining about it on Twitter. Nothing new there. So. Stuff. And things… 1.) I may or may not write a lengthy post about septoplasty and bilateral turbinate reduction. I have plenty to… Keep reading…Melting over time…