Friday, October 29, 2004

 
How to win friends?

I played the last show with Raygunomics on Wednesday night. It was hard. Not sad hard, just difficult. It's hard to be on a stage and convey to people that they should be interested in what you're doing or playing when you know it's a lost cause.

I'm going to be self indulgent so bare (or is that bear...I'm really too lazy, mentally and physically to find out)with me.

It's difficult knowing you're being boring on a stage. You're trying very hard to be funny, endearing, irreverent. You're trying to make people interested in what you're doing on stage, but for the life of you it isn't work. Despite what you may say and want to believe, you don't see any sense of connection between you and the other people in the room.

The stage is raised. The divide, the distance, isn't figurative, it's literal.

I know people like seeing Adrian, Justin, and Sol play together, people seem to really like them and the songs they write. I just couldn't make it feel right for me.

And so it goes...

 
Complaint Dept Pt II

KJ used to find the notebooks of the most troubled minds. Sometimes it was page after page of indecipherable writing, another time it was a daily list of the things a family ate, recorded by its matriarch. There was very little use of the pronoun 'I' in that one.

It feels intrusive reading the laboured attempts of people trying to communicate something, most times something that they're not even aware of. I see it so often. Acts of communciations, people struggling to convey what they're feeling and ending up being misunderstood and mocked.

I saw it yesterday, I've seen it the other half dozen times he's been kicked out of the library.

I wish when I see him at work I could say something more than 'Hey _____________ how is it going?' but I don't know what's acceptable.

Conflict of interest is a coward's excuse. I can't help you right now because I'm at work and that may interfere with the library machinery.



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