Coming Home Late [read: early]

I went out last night for the second super-late night drinkathon in a row. I stumbled into my building, as under the influence of drugs and beer as the entire cast of Dazed and Confused, and extremely fatigued from the entirety of two months of a night shift work schedule, capped off with my just-mentioned two day bender. It was around 4:30am, and if you’re horrendously exhausted, drunk, and high at 4:30am, while just getting home – well, I can tell you that I certainly felt pretty shitty about myself.

I opened the door to my building to be greeted by a good looking guy who opened the door for me as I came through. I eyed him a bit suspiciously, because it was 4:30 in the morning, and what the hell is he doing in my building at 4:30am, let alone holding doors for me? I thanked him anyway and walked upstairs. On the second floor, I catch the eyes of a woman jiggling her keys into her door, and she breaks out in that unmistakable “it’s embarrassingly early in the morning and I’m drunk and feeling highly irresponsible about my life” smile/half-chuckle. The gentleman who let me in downstairs must have been her beau for the evening. So here I was, struggling up the stairs at some heinous hour, eyes bloodshot, clothes generally unkept, body unshowered – and the two of us just had a human moment. There was NOTHING that needed to be said at that moment – our acknowledging the comedy within our similar circumstances transcended any need for further clarification. So we gave each other a subtle nod and laughed a “Good night!” in each other’s direction.

Going out to Bars

Something strange has happened lately. I’m 21 years old and no longer derive the same joy and satisfaction by going out and getting shitfaced and bringing some girl home.

The latter didn’t happen so much anyway. Whatever.

I work very little right now, but can still make enough to cover my rent and the most menial of expenses. I can’t save anything, but I have a four day weekend. I can’t begin to tell you how wonderful it is having four days to fuck off and do whatever I please. And not be dependent on my parents’ or anybodies opinions of concern regarding my “direction” and what I’m doing.

The fact is, I have the mental energy to devote myself purely to the things that interest and intrigue me. I also have the abundant amount of time to test these interests, see where they lead, contemplate them, tweak them, and be otherwise creative with them. And from THAT indirect route, I’m slowly finding lits bits of success in areas that I hadn’t considered. Only because I hadn’t given myself the opportunity to consider them.

Be free in all the ways you can hope to be free, and your life will become exhilarating, profound, and meaningful.

Obama

If Obama gets elected we will then have a democratic congress, and a democrat president. We will then see the US slide into socialism so fucking fast that it will be too late to comprehend what the “change” he was talking about really meant.

New Music Strategies

If you’re currently exploring the far reaches of the internet and have stumbled upon this strange little blog, and you like music, and you like marketing, and you like music marketing, then I want to point you to Andrew Dubber of New Music Strategies.

As a new student to understanding the disruptive effects of the internet and what this means for the future, I’ve been highly impressed by his ideas, most notably his e-Book, 20 Things You Must Know About Music Online. This is literally one of the most helpful and concise pieces on music marketing out there. He really strips down the general tenets of music consumption and examines their underlying principles and how they could potentially operate within the new available technology. Using historical examples of how disruptive technology has consistently changed society, he embodies the idea that “if you want to know the future, look to the past.”

Without some sort of basis or understanding of what came before, its very difficult to make any prospective analysis on whats to come.

He also writes on Music Think Tank.

Under 24

“If you are under 24 – shut the fuck up.

You don’t know anything.”

Produce it

Write it down. Produce it. You might be

surprised how many people actually like your stuff.

Oh, Contribute? (Pt. 2)

No, instead let’s milk money

from people that have become successful

within the very system we hate,

and use it to further our agenda

Oh, Contribute?

Oh, me contribute? No, you see the system

is broken, so why contribute?

Besides, how can I feel good about myself

unless its me and my limitless compassion

versus systemic rot and corrupt overlords?

Nothing more noble

Because there is nothing nobler

in this world, than finding ways

to spend other peoples’ money.

Liberal Arts Major

Thank you liberal arts major

the world is now so much clearer

The infinite wisdom, grace, and compassion you’ve bestowed

on my benighted and unknowing little head

Who knew that the highest concentration

of evil in the world, is the Republican party?

I didn’t, until you came along