Sunday, August 14, 2011

"...I was dumped for occupying her time..."

I was in a funk- under a cloud- trapped by the snarl inside my head.

Often the answer lies within motion.
If I had access to the service in Tokyo, a 'friend hiring' service I saw featured on BBC 'Megacities'
I would probably get through- with more ease, because I could 'rent a friend' whose duty would be to come over and spur me into action.
To arrest any fear that might be keeping home, which of course increases the snarl.

Sometimes, the answer lies inside music.
A certain rhythm that can dispel all else.

So I backed out of any obligations and got into a car to go see some live music.

The answer I am writing about is abstract so I don't have any answers to write.
I can tell you that if the new songs I heard 'The Hives' play are an indication of the next record, then the record will not disappoint.

I can also tell you that often if I see an artist I haven't seen in over a decade, I probably want that artist to have a nostalgic set list-but there are a few that I would rather hear a deepening of the music, or I want to hear the b-sides, or the songs less recognized because the hits have been worn thin by over use.
Prince is one of those artists.
He gave the audience what they wanted- I would say that I am the exception.
I had a beautiful moment during 'She is always in my hair' but mostly there was a lot of 'Sweden I can't hear you!' and 'Can I get a bit more from the left side?.' Also the set was interspersed with medley- a minute of a hit into another minute, never the full song- which was a lot like bad sex.
Bad sex is not what I expected from Prince.


brandi said...

i always love reading your writing.
wish i could pop on over....

Monte Means said...

Ditto to Brandi's comment.