Friday, June 1, 2018

Wednesday, May 30, 2018

The seventies were owned by Led Zeppelin. So let's say the average age of the kids in those audiences at that time was 19. Let's say at any one show during that decade there was an average of 10,000 people with more than a few repeats. Let's pick one year, say 1975. So that means in 1975 there was a nineteen year old chick in the audience who would today be 62 and more than eligible for grandmother age. If you keep your eyes open, you can spot them in TRW, in your town. While a significant proportion of these chicks were taken in by the expectations and dress and ways of being and looking and talking and behaving being conscious about family, the future, retirement, socking away cash, investing, saving... the whole 9.... and hey, for them I have no doubts they played the roles they wanted to play, many of these chicks, now 62 on average, are living in much the same ways they did when they were attending shows like this. Many no doubt are no longer with us. But at the end of the day, once everybody's chips are being counted, tell me, somebody please tell me what does it matter? And therefore what does it really mean to be successful in this short and sweet life? I know what success isn't!

Tuesday, May 29, 2018

I don't think it's possible for me not to have negative thoughts. What can I do? I've had super negative and self harming thoughts my entire life. These thoughts led me to finding avenues on which I could travel while being incredibly intoxicated. I mean, it was every night for years and years. Not only did I feel less sore, but I felt stronger and more confident. But I started breaking down from the inside both mentally and physically. It's been a long time since I drank the usual case and a half of beer a day along with whatever else sailed my way. I may have improved physically, but the mental aspect can get a bit sketchy. Every now and again I think it's important to get certain things out. I write things down in these books here, and then from time to time I blog stuff. The thing with depression is that it gets to the point where all hope is completely and totally lost. It gets to the point where the only future you see is age and dying after everybody you have ever cared about has already died. You think of every puppy you ever had, every cat, bird, snake... and you place everything in a big book and then you close it up on yourself... forever. But with music and art, there is hope. It's the kind of hope not seeking recognition or fame, but days and nights linked together having a good time with good people.

You Can Do Magic

Monday, May 28, 2018

Music goes directly into the soul if it is accepted. What kind of soul do you possess?