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Dressed in pink tees for the occasion
posted at 06:30 pm on 08-01-2009
Random number generator came up with '1973' (the song, not the number) so I'm dropping the whole song title blog title thing for a bit.
I had a pretty good day, I think. Nothing extraordinary happened, but I'm content. The Canal Parade - crown on the Gay Pride week - was in Amsterdam, so, crowded as it was, I made my way elsewhere and visited the library for my weekly silly encyclopaedia copying (b/c I cán't afford an encyclopaedia, I'm sort of snatching parts of it, and it also functions as a mind-soothing activity; I may elaborate in later entries) and there was someone who is active in the Rights Movement who gave a talk about bisexuality, and the myths that surround it. She provided an interesting perspective, and I listened intently for a little while, before my 'schedule' forced me to return back home. I knew that 'traditional' gender role patterns were playing a major part in forging and sometimes clouding people's opinions on the matter of sexuality, but I wasn't aware before of the specific details of this with regards to bisexual stereotypes.
I bought Daniel Merriweather's CD, and, upon seeing the album cover, discovered that he's white! That's not the face I imagined when hearing the voice. Goes to show I'm not free of presumptions myself. Though technically, I'm black as well. But I'm also white. So go figure. The CD itself featured some nice retro tunes and Merriweather has a plesant voice but I haven't heard him live yet.
Other than that, I didn't get much 'done' as Saturday is my funday. I continue to read a Flemish poet called Spinoy, but he hasn't grabbed me yet and I doubt that he ever will. The poetry lacks rhyme and metre; it's more experimental... I prefer epic poems, like 'Erec' in middle high German- knights of the Round Table.
Well, that was almost more coherent than my previous entry, but still as banal. I feel I'm slowly getting into my groove, though. Or not, it could just be these comfy jeans. So from me and Mr. Blunt, our closing words of nonsense:
-'And though times go by, I will always be in a club with you in 1973.'
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1 Thing
posted at 12:41 pm on 07-30-2009
Blog entry the second after my first was a little review of the Living Colour concert I had gone to (already over 2 months ago), and I had said that this would be my introductory blog entry... but I've decided to skip the introductions and just jump right into the nothing this will be. I could write a long paragraph about how my blog will mostly be either LiveJournal-esque inappropriate trivia about the mundane things I do, or little, sub-amateuristic reviews of pop music CDs and other small popcultural things, but being as fickle as I am, this format may change soon, or the whole thing may be terminated in under 2 weeks. And the titles of the entries are always pop song titles, just so you know, I may or may not try to build something around that.
Today, as you probably know, saw 2 other WP blogs on the theme of depression, which often goes hand in hand with apathy. I'm fairly familiar with both, but haven't found a good remedy for either. Currently, I'm not depressed; I trace the lift of my depression to settling in my current job after months of fruitlessly looking for one. Perhaps it's odd that something that simple managed to lift my spirits, but then I did come out of a situation of near-complete inactivity that lasted several years. Getting the job - even though it's really only subsidised work that may point me to a regular job - was another step toward my independence. And being 22, I kind of crave for independence. Why I'm not 100% independent yet, I may describe in detail later and some of it is in my forum posting history. But while doing this work has stabilised my self-confidence and has reminded me again that people can actually be very pleasant to interact with, I've also come to the realisation that I am in fact a very shallow person in spite of my above-average IQ. It's as if every single person I meet has layers of depth where I do not. Whether it's people at work, random strangers I sometimes (rarely though) speak to, or people on-line, most people seem to have their something, but I've lost mine. I have indeed lost the interests I used to have, and my sense of creativity. What I wanted to become most when I was a child, is out of reach, and I've developed something of a inferiority complex as a result.
And I don't know whether this scares me, intrigues me as another challenge to overcome, or leaves me neutral to accept it as a fact and live with it. Sorry about the vagueness of ALL this, but it's something I know will crystallise over the course of the next 12 or so months.
As the Amerie song title ended up having no relation whatsoever to this entry, I'll complete the randomness of this by saying that Mika's song 'We Are Golden' sounds an awful lot like something that could have been on 'Life In Cartoon Motion', and it leaves me to wonder how much the album (also called 'We Are Golden') will differ from his debut... I'll find out in Sept. which is when I plan to buy it.
It's this 1 thing that got me trippin'
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posted at 01:36 pm on 11-02-2008
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YEEEEOWW! What's your favourite colour, baby?
posted at 01:35 pm on 11-02-2008
I originally wanted my first blog entry to be an introductory bit, but I am so excited, I'm gonna skip that until next time.
Yesterday, I went to see the band Living Colour in concert. You may know them from their hit 'Cult Of Personality' back in 1988, and you may love 'em or hate 'em. I happen to love them quite a bit, and I usually never go to concerts at all, because I don't have the money.
But I digress. There were a couple of nuisances, in the beginning and the end. Wether it was the accoustics of the hall, or bad quality of the microphones, the sound at first didn't come out as it was supposed to. The band themselves can't be the blame: Corey Glover's voice is still amazing, one of the best rock singers of the late 80s and early 90s; drummer Will Calhoun was ON FIRE (extended drum solo), Vernon Reid is a beast on the guitar, and Doug Wimbish plays all the pre-Stain songs with as much skill as his predecessor Skillings (if not more). It was awesome to see them all, standing only meters away from me (because, like I said, it's not often that I see any of my idols live), and it was great to sing along to 'Pride' and 'Never Satisfied'. Doesn't REALLY matter that my ears got blown off along the way.
Toward the end, however, there was a drunk guy in the crowd who decided it would be fun if he pretended to be a human beach ball, hurling his body through and between everyone else, creating a bit of chaos. What surprised me was that nobody seemed to mind; I understand that there was a lot of drinking (I don't drink, myself, my dad is an alcoholic and I'm afraid I'd get addicted as well), I don't know if this is common practice on music venue, but it made me a little bit jittery. But at the end, Corey climbed into the crowd and passed a great number of people, which was very cool.
But hey, even aside from having seen one of my favourite bands ever, I think this experience was good for me. I was in a BIG crowd, all on my own (gotta love that contrast), there was the annoyance of waiting for what seemed to be an hour between the opening act and Living Colour themselves, there was the incident with the drunk guy(s), and I had to wait for my coat for a couple of minutes in a small room packed full of people. And I didn't freak out once, and I walked out the club with a smile on my face. Little victory, that is. Heh, I originally wasn't going to talk about my autism in this blog entry, but here it went and snuck in. I suppose that's just the way it is.
So, Mr. Reid, Mr. Calhoun, Mr. Wimbish, and Mr. Glover, thank you for a great show. I needed all Sunday to recover. And it was an odd experience to see so many white people sing along to 'Pride' from the top of their lungs.
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