museIt is not uncommon for me to find some joyful tune that captures some element of what I believe in, live, or embrace.
It might be a musician thing. Or an artist thing. The problem is the way we see, or experience - no one else can see it the same way, have the same emotions evoked. So, we try, and try, and try to get it right. Music is a language of straight emotion - without lyrics, it's only communicating emotion (or, given some of what we call post-modernist, a lack thereof blended occasionally with elitist confusion).
I'll do it with other things, too. I try to compare my hidey-hole to the feeling of fur brushing against your skin. I recently decided that I wanted to see if I could come up with a combination of jelly-bean flavors that translated to what I thought kissing was like[1].
And today, I ran across Muse's "Supermassive Black Hole." And if I was ever going to make an entrance as a supervillainess, it'd be to this song.
I am not by nature a villainess. When I'm not overwhelmingly stressed out, I'm kind of a happy-go-lucky explorer with an interest in playing with cats, dogs, and small children. I see much of the world as either a place to play, or an adventure, and I tend to be very interested in humanitarian efforts.
I just like, sometimes, to wear a lot of black. Capes are optional, but delight me. I also have a deep and abiding fondness for fedoras, but I have yet to figure out how to make one work with the rest of the outfit. And sometimes I just like to play the part, y'know?
Also, let the record show that sometime around Valentine's Day, there was a singles auction on campus to benefit St. Jude's. And I still really wish I'd elected to be part of it. Had I done so, I would have used THIS as my song to walk onstage.
Although, frankly, it might not have worked as well as perhaps playing up the 'shy innocent' side of this personality. They say to play what you know.
[1] It involves a lot of cinnamon, some cherry and strawberry, and a little bit of cotton candy, among other traces. The result: Success! (A friend with a wealth of kissing experiences separate from my own[2] has tried this, and agrees with me, so that's extra points to me, I believe.) :D
[2] I don't exactly have a wealth of kissing experiences. I figure that in some situations, it's much better to consult an expert.
EDIT: I am now disheartened. Apparently this song came into popularity because it was used in the Twilight movie. I'm rather opinionated about Twilight. Sighhhhh.
It might be a musician thing. Or an artist thing. The problem is the way we see, or experience - no one else can see it the same way, have the same emotions evoked. So, we try, and try, and try to get it right. Music is a language of straight emotion - without lyrics, it's only communicating emotion (or, given some of what we call post-modernist, a lack thereof blended occasionally with elitist confusion).
I'll do it with other things, too. I try to compare my hidey-hole to the feeling of fur brushing against your skin. I recently decided that I wanted to see if I could come up with a combination of jelly-bean flavors that translated to what I thought kissing was like[1].
And today, I ran across Muse's "Supermassive Black Hole." And if I was ever going to make an entrance as a supervillainess, it'd be to this song.
I am not by nature a villainess. When I'm not overwhelmingly stressed out, I'm kind of a happy-go-lucky explorer with an interest in playing with cats, dogs, and small children. I see much of the world as either a place to play, or an adventure, and I tend to be very interested in humanitarian efforts.
I just like, sometimes, to wear a lot of black. Capes are optional, but delight me. I also have a deep and abiding fondness for fedoras, but I have yet to figure out how to make one work with the rest of the outfit. And sometimes I just like to play the part, y'know?
Also, let the record show that sometime around Valentine's Day, there was a singles auction on campus to benefit St. Jude's. And I still really wish I'd elected to be part of it. Had I done so, I would have used THIS as my song to walk onstage.
Although, frankly, it might not have worked as well as perhaps playing up the 'shy innocent' side of this personality. They say to play what you know.
[1] It involves a lot of cinnamon, some cherry and strawberry, and a little bit of cotton candy, among other traces. The result: Success! (A friend with a wealth of kissing experiences separate from my own[2] has tried this, and agrees with me, so that's extra points to me, I believe.) :D
[2] I don't exactly have a wealth of kissing experiences. I figure that in some situations, it's much better to consult an expert.
EDIT: I am now disheartened. Apparently this song came into popularity because it was used in the Twilight movie. I'm rather opinionated about Twilight. Sighhhhh.
Quick Links
Latest Comment
Re: Catering to Christianity - yeah i was one for 15 of my 18 years and i don't get them.
| Terms of Service
| Privacy Policy
