There is a mental state
I strive to achieve a homeostatic state a humming a lull like those alpha wave tapes they sold in the 60's
I need to hear that in my head all day. Instead of the clanging of my thoughts and the clashing of my
wants versus what I should do need to do and the sad, bright violins from "Sunshine" so melancholy
so consistent that remind me how it is not to have anyone understand
I love when I've listened to something a million times... and then on the million and first time... I "discover" it. It just unveils itself in a way that it hadn't in the past. I've been O'D'ing on the Amy Winehouse album. And some tracks provided me with some background noise. But one emerged from the background today. The title track for her 2nd cd "Back to Black" spoke to a part of me that's been dead for a while. But I recognized the emotion and the sentiment too much. I've picked it for the inspiration for my next creative foray. I'll be making an animated video for it (heaven help me). It'll be my first attempt with motion graphics. But I have it all story boarded in my head. And if it means nothing to anyone else... it'll mean everything to me. Isn't that what art is all about anyways?
