|It's not just a behavioral pattern, it's a way of life.
||[Jan. 3rd, 2010|02:54 am]
I watched my little Netflix-provided Joy Division bio movie-thing. It was one of those british, non-authorized films, and pretty crappy, but I still watch them all for the bands I love. An expectation of mediocrity.|
That left most of my Saturday night open. I listened to a bit of music and then went out for a walk. The Borders a few blocks away is open until 11 on Saturday, so I went down and perused the shelves. Not an uncommon recreational activity. On the walk home I had a really good song idea. I got home and plugged into the headphone amp and tried to work it out. It seemed much cooler as I was walking down the street at night, probably because I was hearing the bass and drums in my head as well. It was still nice to get in a little guitar playing, though.
That still left quite a bit of awake time for me. So, since I have new, giant television, I decided to put on "The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly." I've been re-watching my personal DVDs up-sampled to HD on giant television. Since I am male, and a fan of slow, sprawling movies, I (of course) love this film. Since I started it late at night, I (of course) drifted in and out of sleep, making it a semi-surrealistic, impressionist film. That just happens with this movie. I think an old man asleep in front of "The Good, the Bad and the Ugly" is an image rich with tradition. The Scotch and the old man cardigan just add to the picture.
In this period in my life of unknown or reworking, I feel that it's fine to repeat my old traditions; to re-establish or perhaps re-affirm my identity. Hopefully, it will add a bit more confidence in areas other than building/repairing electronics and manipulating audio. I'm already an egotistical bastard in those areas:)
So yes, it's not just a behavioral pattern, it's a way of life. Happy new year, friends.