I've felt recently that life is passing me by. And by recently, I mean quite a bit in the last 4 to 6 months.
This really sucks because I haven't hit my mid-life yet. I can't have a crisis!
[And to those of you who talk to me; one in particular; yes, you, you know who you are- no, this isn't the reason I've been acting weird.]
However, this being the last day of the year [and last two hours of said year], I just feel like.. I dunno.
Like the clock is ticking and time's flying by while I sit here doing all of absolutely NOTHING in my individual cell, where I'm slowly dying.
2010 will supposedly bring new promises of happiness. But really, it's hard to imagine.
In the 90's, there was the Y2K "scare" [written "scare" because it was really a cult terror; much like 2012] that left people wondering what would happen next. And I'm sure none of them imagined the events that would take place from the first of January in 2000 to the thirty-first of December in 2009.
I guess my point is that 2010 is just as weird and futuristic to us as Y2K was to the generation before us.
Adding on to this, however, Y2K and its uncertainty really gave people this new glance into reality. And I'm sure everyone has it once in their life.
Some people attribute it to a near-death experience, and some people just have too much time on their hands.
This feeling of reality, this new somber feeling.. it's not necessarily recognition of one's mortality, but instead, recognition of the limited time we spend on this Earth.
And I hate that.
I hate the feeling that I'm doing nothing nor know where I'm going.
Is that my fault?
Sure, I'm still technically a "kid", and I'm really trying to stop taking that for granted ["Youth is wasted on the young; life is wasted on... people"], but with the future approaching so fast, I can't bear to think about it, but today [AKA the present], I do it anyway.
"Today".
It's weird to think about, but today is the only day we should worry about.
Of course, that doesn't happen. But consider if we let our past go [easier said than done, of course], accept the fact that we can't change it, and hope for a brighter future. We can't predict it, so we can really only do the best we can today.
Sorry for the philosophy, I just needed to vent to someone and no one was available, so I figured I'd shoot my rant into cyberspace.
-CS.
PS- I think postmodernism would be a fabulous topic to study [and maybe to take in college, or something] from what I've seen of the course. In case you're not sure what pomo is, hit it up on Google; it's well worth your time.
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
I drink Monster with my breakfast.
No, seriously. I stumbled downstairs this morning like a hungover, tattoo-covered 21-year old punk. [Okay, so I just described my cousin Andrew, big fuckin’ deal.]
But caffeine is really fantastic in the morning, and I hate coffee.
I love Monster. It’s got this amazing taste that lingers on your lips.. like, aged and sweet.
Sweet and aged.
And cold.
Who needs alcohol when you have over 15 vitamins and minerals?
Anywho, two days ago, I set my background to dead CBGB, because I found a fantastic picture of the graffiti’d garage door and fell in love. (:
But it reminds me every time I look at it of what music really is.
I was reminded today of how utterly pissed off mainstream music makes me these days.
Example #1.
*DISCLAIMER: I wrote this at 4AM today. Er, yesterday. I apologize for the dreadful style, I was mainly just irritated.*
Today, I was browsing iTunes, and stopped to look at iTunes’s top 10.
#1?
TiK ToK, by Ke$ha.
I could say a LOT from the name alone… okay, Ke$ha, I’ll give you a shot.
Listened to the sample.
Vocal style was vaguely Rihanna, effects vaguely Rihanna/Lady Gaga, general musical “genius” [or SEVERE lack thereof] vaguely Katy Per- alright, general Katy Perry-esque vaguely Katy Perry.]
Looked up the lyrics for myself, and found the white girl rapper alibi I saw on her Wikipedia page.
[I don’t mindlessly argue against someone’s music because I don’t like their style; I build a bulletproof argument chock full of opinion.]
But I’m just getting started.
After seeing this chick on Wikipedia, her single for TiK ToK AND on YouTube, I’m thinking of a blonde, drunk, whored-out 21-year-old Miley Cyrus, no country with extra rap.
[Thanks, America.]
And her influences are listed as Beck and..
No…
It can’t be…
David Bowie?!?
What the FUCK?
Are you sure?
/Fumes heavily.
Okay.. deep breaths, we’re good.
Went to Ke$ha’s YouTube page. Very skeptical at this point, because of the 3 vlogs she had posted, 3/3 made her look like:
[brutal insults ahead, proceed with caution]
A. Stoned off her rocker.
B. She had just woken up, hung over, and to find $15 on the nightstand with a note saying “I’d see a doctor.”
C. Can I just go with “fucked up”?
D. All of the above.
Anyway, ignoring the vlogs, I went on to see her music video for TiK ToK.
[That’s getting really bothersome to type…]
And the randomness of the lyrics shone through more than I thought to be humanly possible.
Oh man.
Plot summary:
Chick gets dressed, brushes teeth, walks down hall. Random money falling scene. [Ironic, because she explained the “$” in her name to be irony because she wasn’t into music for the money. Huh.]
Chick goes into kitchen, woman [presumably mother] drops platter of pancakes at the audacity of her clothing choice. Attempting badassery, chick gives family a “fuck you” glance and walks out door.
Chick jumps on this tripped-out bike and rides into town.
More falling money.
Chick goes to party, gets wasted, and ends up with some random dude in a bathtub. Presumably passed out.
After witnessing these “works”, I’m thoroughly unimpressed with the lack of creativity behind any of this. At least Party in the USA had some thought. It honestly just seems like Ke$ha is trying to get the best of both worlds [Being white? Sorry, someone had to say it.] and using this overused style to hook the hiphop fanbase [Rihanna, Black-Eyed Peas] while pleasing the pop fanbase [3OH!3, Lady Gaga, Miley Cyrus and anyone else Disney spawns].
I think it would be a noble attempt if it weren’t such a trashy performance.
And I'd be impressed if she weren't trying to hard to play to people's interests.
(…Oh, so THERE’S the rap.)
Anyway, thoughts are welcome.
-CS.
But caffeine is really fantastic in the morning, and I hate coffee.
I love Monster. It’s got this amazing taste that lingers on your lips.. like, aged and sweet.
Sweet and aged.
And cold.
Who needs alcohol when you have over 15 vitamins and minerals?
Anywho, two days ago, I set my background to dead CBGB, because I found a fantastic picture of the graffiti’d garage door and fell in love. (:
But it reminds me every time I look at it of what music really is.
I was reminded today of how utterly pissed off mainstream music makes me these days.
Example #1.
*DISCLAIMER: I wrote this at 4AM today. Er, yesterday. I apologize for the dreadful style, I was mainly just irritated.*
Today, I was browsing iTunes, and stopped to look at iTunes’s top 10.
#1?
TiK ToK, by Ke$ha.
I could say a LOT from the name alone… okay, Ke$ha, I’ll give you a shot.
Listened to the sample.
Vocal style was vaguely Rihanna, effects vaguely Rihanna/Lady Gaga, general musical “genius” [or SEVERE lack thereof] vaguely Katy Per- alright, general Katy Perry-esque vaguely Katy Perry.]
Looked up the lyrics for myself, and found the white girl rapper alibi I saw on her Wikipedia page.
[I don’t mindlessly argue against someone’s music because I don’t like their style; I build a bulletproof argument chock full of opinion.]
But I’m just getting started.
After seeing this chick on Wikipedia, her single for TiK ToK AND on YouTube, I’m thinking of a blonde, drunk, whored-out 21-year-old Miley Cyrus, no country with extra rap.
[Thanks, America.]
And her influences are listed as Beck and..
No…
It can’t be…
David Bowie?!?
What the FUCK?
Are you sure?
/Fumes heavily.
Okay.. deep breaths, we’re good.
Went to Ke$ha’s YouTube page. Very skeptical at this point, because of the 3 vlogs she had posted, 3/3 made her look like:
[brutal insults ahead, proceed with caution]
A. Stoned off her rocker.
B. She had just woken up, hung over, and to find $15 on the nightstand with a note saying “I’d see a doctor.”
C. Can I just go with “fucked up”?
D. All of the above.
Anyway, ignoring the vlogs, I went on to see her music video for TiK ToK.
[That’s getting really bothersome to type…]
And the randomness of the lyrics shone through more than I thought to be humanly possible.
Oh man.
Plot summary:
Chick gets dressed, brushes teeth, walks down hall. Random money falling scene. [Ironic, because she explained the “$” in her name to be irony because she wasn’t into music for the money. Huh.]
Chick goes into kitchen, woman [presumably mother] drops platter of pancakes at the audacity of her clothing choice. Attempting badassery, chick gives family a “fuck you” glance and walks out door.
Chick jumps on this tripped-out bike and rides into town.
More falling money.
Chick goes to party, gets wasted, and ends up with some random dude in a bathtub. Presumably passed out.
After witnessing these “works”, I’m thoroughly unimpressed with the lack of creativity behind any of this. At least Party in the USA had some thought. It honestly just seems like Ke$ha is trying to get the best of both worlds [Being white? Sorry, someone had to say it.] and using this overused style to hook the hiphop fanbase [Rihanna, Black-Eyed Peas] while pleasing the pop fanbase [3OH!3, Lady Gaga, Miley Cyrus and anyone else Disney spawns].
I think it would be a noble attempt if it weren’t such a trashy performance.
And I'd be impressed if she weren't trying to hard to play to people's interests.
(…Oh, so THERE’S the rap.)
Anyway, thoughts are welcome.
-CS.
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