words, words, words
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If I begin to detail myself here, will you understand?
P. I am me
Q. I don't always know exactly who that is
R. I am Quaker
S. I like words and playing with them
T. I like genmaicha tea
U. I like the word napkin more than most others
V. I spend time walking my neighborhood
W. I cook rice often
X. I sleep well most every night
Y. I eat large amounts of fruit and vegetables
Z. I munch, sleep, write, create, cook, bike, watch, walk, listen, hope, learn, drink, live, breathe, touch, know, question, taste, copy, read, stare, carry, talk, dance, finger, try.
raisin@gmail.com
albums:
Magnetic Fields: 69 Love Songs
Erasure: I Say, I Say, I Say
Depeche Mode: Black Celebration
The Beach Boys: Pet Sounds
Marvin Gaye: What's Going On?
David Bowie: Hunky Dory
George Michael: Listen without Prejudice
George Gershwin: Porgy and Bess
Yo La Tengo: And Then Nothing Turned Itself Inside Out
songs:
Wild is the Wind: Nina Simone
Come Undone: Duran Duran
Rhapsody on a Theme of Paganini: Rachmaninov
My Funny Valentine: Chet Baker
Feeling Yourself Disintegrate: The Flaming Lips
This Must Be the Place: The Talking Heads
Hyperballad: Bjork
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Tuesday, May 11, 2004
I'm sinking in the quicksand of my thoughts
And I ain't got the power anymore.
I saw david bowie tonight. he reminded of all the amazing ideas of his that have played through my head over the past ten years. the changes, the kooks, the sound and vision, the fashion and space oddity, the pressure I've been under, being so afraid of americans. After hearing his voice so often, singing along with its quirks and strangeness, how even weirder to see him live, singing on the stage in front of me. there are few artists i respect more than him. how does someone as weird as him get to be so popular? that's rare; he's such a gift to the world.
but the above lyrics have all too well represented the last year. I can't say why, but i've certainly been drowning in my thoughts, not because i have so many troubles, but because i can't get my eyes off the troubles in the world, that aren't my problem. because i can't seem to let things go and enjoy myself like i used to. i used to have that power. but i can get it back, right? i don't have to feel so lost? i found answers in the past. there must be more waiting for me, if i just keep looking.
11:42 PM
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