Allow me to start with a small confession: I have noot been making any posts because it is exceedingly difficult to do so without a computer. The previous posts I have managed to squeak out have been thruogh my tablet and iPhone. As you may imagine, making lengthy posts using virtual keyboards is not the most pleasant thing in the world. Add this to the already difficult act (for me) of coming up with posts in the first place, and you have the pefect storm for non-posting.
Fortunately, I have just received a bluetooth keyboard from my uncle. This is great, as apart from having a new toy to fiddle around with, I can make posts. With a little more ease, even without a relacement pc.
Unfortunately, the reason my uncle donated said keyboard to me is that he had gotten so fed up with it, he no longer wanted to own the damn thing. I can totally see why. But anyway, this is what I have, so this is what I will use.
On to the meat of this post. I haven't really picked out a solid topic to write about, and right now, I am still just warming up after not having written anything for a good amount of time, so maybe I should start with something light. Music. This wll be rather self-indulgent, so feel free to look away now.
Since my discovery of the wonderful world of music late in my childhood (it was probably late gradeschool that I started making conscious, informed decisions as to the music I listened to), I have been into music in a very big way. I have loads and loads of albums in my library, I learned to play musical instruments, took voice lessons and even joined a band. While I was working, I was given the chance to start a whole new section devoted to music in the magazine I was writing for at the time. I constantly have music playing (though admittedly, it is sometimes just in my head) and I can usually name tunes in a few short bars. I know my share of obscure bands and songs, and I'm always happy to share all of it.
I noticed something recently though. I hadn't listened to anything new in a pretty long time. Upon trying to figure out exactly when this started, I was startled to find that I had no clear idea. It just sort of stopped happening. I then tried to recall the last time I hadpicked up a guitar, and I couldn't remember that either. It was just like everything stopped. I wasn't even listening to music anymore. What music I did have on my person was a confused mix of unrelated drivel that accumulated on my music players throughout the years, and this terrified me.
Let me get something straight. It wasn't the disappearance of music that got me worried; not exactly. It was more that I don't remember missing it. Something that was such a big part of who I was (or who I believed I was) just up and left. It is a combination of suddenly being aware that it could happen, and not noticing that it had already happened that I found so unsettling. And if it could happen to that, it could happen to anything and anyone in my life. This is a sobering thing to realize. Maybe it happened when I broke. Maybe that was me trying to keep everthing that was I could, but seeing as there wasn't much space, some things had to be dropped.
There comes a point though, or at least there should come a point, that all this,I dunno, extended melancholy, has to pass and you have to get moving again. So as I write this, I'm listening to some new music, trying to get that lost part back. The music going away might not have been the disease, I realize. Like the canary in the mine, it serves as a warning that something may be wrong,and you gotta take a look around real quick before you croak, yourself.
Fortunately, I have just received a bluetooth keyboard from my uncle. This is great, as apart from having a new toy to fiddle around with, I can make posts. With a little more ease, even without a relacement pc.
Unfortunately, the reason my uncle donated said keyboard to me is that he had gotten so fed up with it, he no longer wanted to own the damn thing. I can totally see why. But anyway, this is what I have, so this is what I will use.
On to the meat of this post. I haven't really picked out a solid topic to write about, and right now, I am still just warming up after not having written anything for a good amount of time, so maybe I should start with something light. Music. This wll be rather self-indulgent, so feel free to look away now.
Since my discovery of the wonderful world of music late in my childhood (it was probably late gradeschool that I started making conscious, informed decisions as to the music I listened to), I have been into music in a very big way. I have loads and loads of albums in my library, I learned to play musical instruments, took voice lessons and even joined a band. While I was working, I was given the chance to start a whole new section devoted to music in the magazine I was writing for at the time. I constantly have music playing (though admittedly, it is sometimes just in my head) and I can usually name tunes in a few short bars. I know my share of obscure bands and songs, and I'm always happy to share all of it.
I noticed something recently though. I hadn't listened to anything new in a pretty long time. Upon trying to figure out exactly when this started, I was startled to find that I had no clear idea. It just sort of stopped happening. I then tried to recall the last time I hadpicked up a guitar, and I couldn't remember that either. It was just like everything stopped. I wasn't even listening to music anymore. What music I did have on my person was a confused mix of unrelated drivel that accumulated on my music players throughout the years, and this terrified me.
Let me get something straight. It wasn't the disappearance of music that got me worried; not exactly. It was more that I don't remember missing it. Something that was such a big part of who I was (or who I believed I was) just up and left. It is a combination of suddenly being aware that it could happen, and not noticing that it had already happened that I found so unsettling. And if it could happen to that, it could happen to anything and anyone in my life. This is a sobering thing to realize. Maybe it happened when I broke. Maybe that was me trying to keep everthing that was I could, but seeing as there wasn't much space, some things had to be dropped.
There comes a point though, or at least there should come a point, that all this,I dunno, extended melancholy, has to pass and you have to get moving again. So as I write this, I'm listening to some new music, trying to get that lost part back. The music going away might not have been the disease, I realize. Like the canary in the mine, it serves as a warning that something may be wrong,and you gotta take a look around real quick before you croak, yourself.
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It's actually hard to read your blog. Long posts (My fingers tripped at the speed of my mind: I was supposed to write blosts, true story. Buti na lang may "backspace")...anyway. Long posts in white over black is kinda hard on the eyes.
ReplyDeleteOr proving moreso that I am old... I mean older.
Anyway. I guess, not looking for new music may also mean that... you're old. Hwehwehwe.
But seriously, it's more of, you know your comfort zone already. It's not bad, but it's knowing what your ears like, or what is familiar. Just like, knowing where to put your food when eating, even in a blindfold.
In case you're looking for new music... holler... I have tons... but I'm all weird. Half of my new music, I don't understand. Hahahaa :))
It's white on black? Crap. I don't remember which template I picked. Hahaha. I should change that. I dislike white on black also. Makes my eyes hurt.
ReplyDeleteI don't remember if I mentioned this, (I remember thinking it though) but I stopped listening to music altogether acually. I haven't really sat down to just listen to music in a while. I used to do that daily for at least a few minutes. I think that was why I got so bothered also.
Yeah, I think I could use some new music. The newest thing I got (yesterday ata) was the Ting Tings album, to try and broaden my musical horizons a bit. Hahaha. Maybe you have some better ideas?
I like Korean electro pop. Who cares if I don't understand them. I think their beats are awesome. Try listening to this: "Longer" by Chi Chi
ReplyDeleteI like Japanese funk-metal-hip-hop-ambient. I understand Japanese more or less... better than I do Korean. Listen to Nobuaki Kaneko's "Orca" or the Japanese band Rize.
For more normal listening (words to understand and stuff), Gotye is fabulous. I've been listening to him since 2010. ^.^
I've actually been listening to this one Jap band, Bloodstain Child. They're more techno-metal than anything else, but still pretty catchy. Try the song "Stargazer'' if you'd like a taste.
ReplyDeleteK-pop, huh? I have to amit, the only experience I have with that is the Wondergirls song that got pretty big a while back, though if pressed, I will admit that I enjoyed it. Hahaha.
It's nice to be excited to look for new music. It feels like things are going to be ok again. :)