I'm 20 now.
Really?
Then why do I still feel fifteen? Maybe it's like a new haircut, after a few weeks it kind of feels normal enough to where you aren't surprised every time you look in the mirror.
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
Feeling Lucky?
For the Nada Surf fans out there, I know I just spent the last hour or so listening to their entire new album (Feb. 5 official release date) on their MySpace and couldn't be more excited to actually be able to listen to it in the car, in my room...during class...during sleep...
I've met with a couple folks who were disappointed with The Weight is a Gift, saying it had fallen into the land of meaningless pop (which I disagree with), but I can safely say that I think that Nada Surf has met in the happy place of being able to have fun and depth at the same time, both lyrically and instrumentally. Personally I've been most drawn to Beautiful Beat and Ice on the Wing, though this whole album is one great song after another. If Lucky is the standard for the year, 2008 is looking like a thoroughly enjoyable musical season.
I've met with a couple folks who were disappointed with The Weight is a Gift, saying it had fallen into the land of meaningless pop (which I disagree with), but I can safely say that I think that Nada Surf has met in the happy place of being able to have fun and depth at the same time, both lyrically and instrumentally. Personally I've been most drawn to Beautiful Beat and Ice on the Wing, though this whole album is one great song after another. If Lucky is the standard for the year, 2008 is looking like a thoroughly enjoyable musical season.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Talk/Act/Think/Explode
I don't quite know why I started a new blog. I am in fact on MySpace, too...but a new venue was needed.
Sometimes I think the last thing I need is another place for me to have an excuse to overanalyze things, which is what a blog can turn into for me. But then again, it's a sort of catharsis to write it all out, click "publish," and then let it float out of my brain like space garbage.
Also, I've been floating around for a while now...trying to figure out why the heck I'm in school anyway. The more I let the thought marinate, or ruminate, or sit...the more I realize I want to write. I don't know what or why or how I'll make a living, but I do know that out of the dreams I have, being a writer is the most attainable and desirable at this point, narrowly beating out both accountant to the stars and taxidermist.
Anyway, I overanalyze my writing just like everything else, which is why this will be the thought deposit box. An html deposit box, too.
Hopefully I find words that are worth saying!
Sometimes I think the last thing I need is another place for me to have an excuse to overanalyze things, which is what a blog can turn into for me. But then again, it's a sort of catharsis to write it all out, click "publish," and then let it float out of my brain like space garbage.
Also, I've been floating around for a while now...trying to figure out why the heck I'm in school anyway. The more I let the thought marinate, or ruminate, or sit...the more I realize I want to write. I don't know what or why or how I'll make a living, but I do know that out of the dreams I have, being a writer is the most attainable and desirable at this point, narrowly beating out both accountant to the stars and taxidermist.
Anyway, I overanalyze my writing just like everything else, which is why this will be the thought deposit box. An html deposit box, too.
Hopefully I find words that are worth saying!
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