They usually last 5 to 7 years.
I'm a reflective sort in general because I'm rarely pleased with the way things are presently going. This can be said of any point in my life. I usually think things were better or they're about to get better, rarely realizing that in a few years, I'll look back on the now and think the same thing.
Right?
Right.
I mark time with music and pictures. I love that you can pull up a picture and see the exact date, hell, the exact SECOND it was taken.
Of course, some records do the same thing but, given my former life, I also have the luxury of going back and listening to music I had a hand in creating.
There's not a whole lot in my life that I'm proud of ( save my daughter and the small hand I had in making some music ) but it sure is nice to go back and listen sometimes.
Particularly, you should go here and listen to "Not Going Well". My friend Scott and I spent an inexcusable amount of time in my old, smoky studio banging out his record. A record that, I'm ashamed to say, was never properly mixed, released or, for that matter, even really finished. There's 15 some-odd songs, most of them are good, a few are great and one or two are probably just o.k.. I've kind of lost perspective. I remember that we just started putting it down and there were no rules or limitations, no pressure to ever pull it off live. We just made the record we wanted to make.
We started his record in 2001, after my old band ( of which Scott was a member ) split up. It was cathartic for me and a shit-ton of fun and sometimes I can't believe that was 8 years ago.
Scott makes me laugh like no one else, he lives in Oregon now and listening to his stuff makes me miss my friend.
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Looks like you and Tyson are having the same midlife crisis.
Man, I was hit with exactly that today... a fit of nostalgia. I was listening to a CD I made in 2001, and a flood of memories and feelings from that time just sort of overwhelmed me. It made me feel truly old for perhaps the first time ever. And with the feeling came the realization that I'll NEVER have that perspective, those friends, that life, again. It wasn't so bad, really... just a little melancholy.
By the way, though I'm sure you saw it already, This article from the onion totally goes along with your post!
Goddammit.
The Onion always nails it.
Isn't that about the most depressing thing you've ever read?
proof-positive that comedy is rooted in tragedy.
Cool song, by the way.
It still makes me sad that Scott's music never got a proper release, or Deletia for that matter. I still listen the small amount of his stuff that I have (on my ipod these days) that you recorded. I am proud to say that I was present for some of that recording. I had more fun hanging out out at Perfect Circle while Brett and me were recording than just about any other time I can think of.
Well, shit, Michael! Reading about your fit of nostalgia has flung me into a big one of my own. Music will do it. Damn all of you band boys! Pfffffff ...
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