AUTHOR.CALHO: If I didn't write it, I would be hitch hiking cross country to Maine and then Alaska in that order. While taking frequent breaks to spread leaflets. And sit in diners. And write on things because I wasn't at a computer. I may still do that in a few years. Writing this also helps me forget about and better understand the limitations of being human, and keeps me busy enough to allow me no free time to burn the world down.

THEMATIC.ABOUT : Collapse often. The things that hold people together and hold them apart and scatter brains. The things that make thoughts go boom. The things that ooh and aah and [expletive deleted]. Sometimes poking around the margins where responsibility ends and the only one to look to is the Original Equipment Manufacturer and say "but, I already pressed 9 for more options and the menus are exactly the same. Can you just replace it?" The answer will be: "please hold." Sometimes hanging out in dark corners. Sometimes following the train tracks. Looking for ways out and ways in and all the while sharing the things seen and heard and done and drawn and written and scorched and healed and teased and caged and dreamed along the way.

1/28/07

admittedly wrong about ... 01/28/07

Subject : admittedly wrong about something
Posted Date: : Jan 28, 2007 9:03 PM

alright... so a while back i bashed inuyasha... but recently (having seen it several nights in a row) the show has got some good writing behind it. not dialog. but good storytelling. you can jump into the story at any point and find yourself at the beginning or end of a story arch rather quickly and its easy to pick up on the over arching story as well, even from within one of the smaller archs. so there. i was wrong about a tv show. not that i like tv. watching adult swim counts as developing art appreciation... and the history channel might as well be class time, as well as the discovery channel. so i still think tv is for nubbins... discerning nubbins.

while im on the whole confessions roll i would like to add that i enjoy house music. that's right. not the typical house music (then again everyone believes they like music for reasons unique to them which makes the music itself unique... not really true but im gonna keep believing it anyway...) but the kind of house music that is complexly layered. the kind of music you can appreciate like classical music because it provokes new thoughts at every successive rotation. each new listen giving you a new sense of what went into the songs production... or each new listen revealing some nuance you just missed the last time you heard it.

sometimes i wish the music world was not so various as to allow me to literally traverse years without ever stepping into another genre, and comfortably continue to not do so... but then what would i do with a spare hour here and there, if not take steps to expand my horizons. sometimes i feel like a puppy who always played in one part of the yard and progressively fanned out, peeing on more shrubs and digging more holes and rolling in grass farther and farther away from my dog house until i hit a fence. thats what exploring music is like for me. i kind of just wander on in one direction until i hit something that i can say with confidence is completely different from where i started... then i turn around and head back to the familiar until i reach zero again. then its off in a new direction to see how far i can get before i cant go any farther without being in someone elses back yard.

///Cop Shoot Cop - "All The Clocks Are Broken" something from back in the day to seriously bang your head against the walls to. if you've ever felt like dismantling the world this band is a good place to start.
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