You see, after all of my talk in the previous post about needing to let stuff out of my head, I now find myself in the position of having no clue what I want to write about. It's not necessarily that I have nothing to say, but more to the point, that I have too much I would like to say and have no clue where to start.
This has always been my biggest issue when it comes to writing. So, I've decided that I'm just going to go with the stream of consciousness approach and see what, if anything, comes pouring out and go from there. Wish me luck. Here goes ...
(Many minutes later)
Well, that was a bust. I'm going to take a few to get my shit together and try this again later.
(Meanwhile, back at the ranch...)
Okay, that last bit was typed a few days ago. A lot of shit has been going down with me lately and I've been distracted. No excuses, just stating facts. Let's move on.
As a proud American, I am pleased to announce that my all-time favorite musicians (band & solo) are ... Canadian. There! I've said it. Don't judge me! It's not that I have this North-love thing going on. I mean, I live in Texas (Don't mess with me!) where "North" is practically a four-letter word. Yes, I know it's five letters, but that's not the point and you know it. It's truly just a happenstance thing that they are both from the Great White North (They're going to make me wash my mouth out with soap if I keep this up.).
I was introduced to the musical gods that are RUSH, when I was a freshman in high school and I've been a devotee ever since. Why I love RUSH so much may become the subject of a future entry, so I'll just leave it alone after this one thing. Neil Peart, the drummer for the band, recently had his 61st birthday and you would never know it by how he plays. Some would say that he is not one of the best drummers in the world and I openly scoff at these people. Why, you may ask? The man plays actual music on his drum kit. And by "actual music," I mean that what he plays has tone quality, rises and falls, movement. His "voice" is an integral part of everything that RUSH plays, not just a keeping of the beat for the other two members. The end, for now.
The other Canadian to which I pledge my musical fealty is the exquisite songstress, Sarah McLachlan. The best way to describe why I love her work is that it's a spiritual connection. Actually, I think I'm going to stop there and this will be future entry as well.
Looks like I'm starting to get a handle on some of the flotsom floating around inside my head. That makes me a little happy and more confident that I might be on the right track here. That being said, I guess I'll sign off now.
I'm going to try different sign-offs, let me know which ones you like.
See you in the funny papers.
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