February 2012
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Rock Is the New Jazz. Sorry, Rock. →
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January 2012
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The perks of writing music...
Writing music is my therapy. Through life’s ups and downs, music is always there for you. It gives me the opportunity to have the most positive life view I could possibly have. I realize that the purpose of my life’s events are to fuel my art. I have also come to realize that I’m a strange person, in the sense that I often find myself seeking problems in order to feel inspired....
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Time
I watched Midnight In Paris last night. I don’t know how much depth I was expecting from an Owen Wilson movie, but a lot of what they were talking about resonated with me. Romanticizing a particular era in time is misleading. Nostalgia is fundamentality naivete, and the grass is always greener. I often catch myself daydreaming about what it would be like to live in a distant era of time....
The internet is like a freak show...
I’d like to think that everyone has “that one person” whom they hate to follow, but at the same time, can’t find the will power to unfollow. Reading their posts makes you cringe, but you can’t stop. Kind of like rubbernecks, passing by an accident on the freeway, or two girls one cup. Actually, I had no problem stopping myself from watching two girls one cup. I...
Well well well... →
“Overall U.S. album sales rose 1.3% to 330.6 million units, up from 2010’s total of 326.2 million units.”
“Total music sales last year enjoyed a 6.9% increase to 1.6 billion units, up from the nearly 1.51 billion sales transactions counted by Nielsen SoundScan in 2010.”
“In digital songs, Adele’s “Rolling in the Deep” scanned 5.2 million as the year’s top song seller; it was one of 112 tracks...
December 2011
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Long-term memory vs. short-term memory...
My maker provided me with the gift of an impeccable long-term memory. I can associate specific memories with their exact date in time. Important memories, and most typically non-important ones. Off the top of my head, I could tell you the date that Spider Man came out in theaters (May 3rd, 2002), the date my friend Aaron saw Green Day at the Home Depot Center (October 8, 2005), and the day my...
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The life you wanted...
I’ve been lost, drifting across a barren stretch of mind.
I thought I was done; I had a good run. But I found my way outside.
I found a spark in me. I packed my things and I tried to leave.
I fell in love, in a dream. All that I fear is reality.
So I ran until I couldn’t, and I screamed until my voice was gone.
I believe what I shouldn’t. I don’t know why.
These...
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My inner compass...
Sometimes I wish that we could all forget Your figure fades into a silhouette But I hear you breathing and I’m done believing We’re painting portraits, but this canvas stays blank If this life is a gift, then who do we thank? You’re desperate for the answer It eats at you like a cancer Second guess what we know best Rest assured we’ll never rest We’re holding on so...
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At a cliff hanger in life...
Time to start writing the next chapter. This rhetorical book I’m using to personify my life is at an exciting turning point. Maybe life isn’t a book, but rather a series of books. Harry Potter needed 7, and that only covered his adolescence. Then again, maybe my life isn’t quite that exciting. Wouldn’t that be something. I feel like this is an accurate enough analogy. At...
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November 2011
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