Friday, July 31, 2009

Off to see the wizard...

The wonderful wizard of Los Angeles!....

As of tomorrow I will be leaving for LA in exactly 2 WEEKS. I am devastatingly excited about living somewhere other than Maryland, and LA holds so much promise in being very...un-Marylandish. A place where I might not see cows on a regular basis. At least, not intentionally.

Granted I'm going to miss (and am already missing) some of the incredible friends I've made in Maryland - along with my beautiful boyfriend - but it'll only be a matter of time before I see most of them again (hint: EVERYBODY BETTER BE AT THE THANKSGIVING HOME GAME THANK YOU). What I'm most excited about for this next part of my life, though, is the fact that I'm doing it all on my own. My own place, my own money, blah blah blah. I'll be forced to do everything myself, and I won't have anyone within about 100 miles to help me. That may not sound exciting, but by-golly I'm pumped out of my freakin' mind.

Until I leave, I've been creating a mental checklist of everything I'll need to do when I get there:
  • Build a fire (HA...sike. No, but for serious)
  • Grab a cab and lug my 2 suitcases - full of the only items I'll have to my name - to my apartment in the north part of Koreatown (Du Barry Apartments HOLLER).
  • Check in, get my keys, complete move-in inspection schpeal.
  • Breathe. I just moved in to my own apartment. I no longer live in Maryland. Holy crap.
  • Go in search of a bike. Buy a bike. Figure how to get said bike onto tiny-ass elevator in apartments.
  • Go in search of food.
  • Put away clothes and inflate bed.
  • Make half-ass attempt to assemble bed sheets and end-up passing out because it's been a long day and BABY I'M HOME.
Countdown to LA: 2 weeks, 1/2 days. Get ready, LA.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Musical Wash


A post about music? Why, how original! AAAHAHAHA shut it.

Anyway, I know you've heard me talk more than once about the type of music I find "good". Orgasmically good. Eyes-rolling-back-into-your-head-mouth-open-in-a-silent-scream-of-ecstasy good. Hooray imagery! Continuing though - you probably downloaded or listened to my recommendations and did the usual "oh, well this is nice." But of course, you might not have gotten that same gatspurt of power and emotion I felt whilst listening. So your day continued, unphased.

But I hope at some point, you find a song that does this for you. The kind of song that gives you immense pause in your life, and makes you want to do nothing more than blast the music until it fills every portion of your soul. Loud and powerful enough that everything else is forced from your mind and you're only left with note upon note, chord upon chord reveberating through your head and making your toes curl. Something I like to call a Musical Wash.

Most recently for me, a Musical Wash came in the form of "Dumbledore's Farewell" by Nicholas Hooper, which is off of the new Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince soundtrack. Really, all it is is a building and crescendo of stringed instruments playing whole and half notes into some almighty peak of sound. I mean, honestly, I could hear the bassists yawning in the background and muttering something along the lines of "Whole note....whole note...HALF NOTE!....whole note...whole note...wholzzzzzzzzzzz." So it's by no means a technically challenging piece of art that will stand against time as a great composition.

But when I blast that song in my headphones, loud enough that every stroke of the bow on those violins actually pulls a bit of my brain with it, then it cuts me down to nothing. And I love it. Because afterward - when I've listened to that song 3 billion times in a row - I come out feeling refreshed and oddly dettached. Enough that I can stand back and just look at life. Look at what I've been walking around in and breathing in and, generally, just passing through.

If you don't have a song that allows you to do this, I suggest you get one. Music affords us an escape that we would be stupid to pass up, but sometimes it takes a bit of searching to find the song or artist in which that escape is hidden. In any light, good luck and happy searching.