in what is sure to be a drawn out, sporadic, and typically substance depraved event i've recently decided to declare my music op-ed and news hobby retired.
i don't think this is a permanent end to my hobby. but the ideas and creativity that have at least existed in my mind, whether they actually made it into the realm of palpable existence ... if you think something does it exist, or does it not exist until it is shared with someone else? .... they no longer inhabit the same space in my thoughts and hopes and plans ... it's like if my brain were a metropolis that was run by music the city has been vacated by the music. music still exists. music still runs city hall. music still lives in the boojy neighborhoods with the big gates and the fancy cars. but that's only one neighborhood. the best neighborhood, but not the majority of the city.
see, sporadic? i just liked that analogy so i ran with it.
anyways, i still like music, i'm just not really feeling like it needs to run so much of the show lately. i think i really enjoyed music as a companion because of the ups and downs that personal relationships are prone to. music is solid and will always be there. and will not be unforgiving should i let go for a while and decide to come back later on.
so adieu to sonic anarchy ... it was mostly about the dream anyways.