To swear or not to swear, that is the question. Whether ’tis nobler in the mind to suffer or cry out “SON OF A BITCH” when things go awry?
When I first moved to Minnesota I was surprised that people didn’t swear as much. Rather, they substituted for swear words. I quickly found that saying “oh for cat’s sake” or “H-E-double hockey sticks” wasn’t going to work for me.
This is one of the lists you’ll refer back to again, and again. I try and do some of these; perhaps #11 should be “Review this list constantly!” And some I’m pretty good at, and can attest to the usefulness, like #10.
“Waste nothing, and maximize everything”
As heard on the KISS tribute album, A World With Heroes, available on iTunes now!
This interesting article in the new issue of PASTE magazine fleshes out a favorite mental pastime of mine, imagining what might have happened if famous bands and artists didn’t die or break up.
Its an enjoyable read, though the premise of the Beatles staying together after Paul leaves/breaks up the band due to Ringo taking charge seems to be a bit…far-fetched? For that matter, John getting the o.k. from Yoko in 1969 seems like a huge flight of fancy, as does Ringo being the final arbiter of what songs they record. Never the less, its fun to think about, and some of the scenarios envisioned seem like they could have been possible. Its fun to imagine, right?
Like I said, I think about these sorts of things all the time. For example, if Jimi Hendrix hadn’t died, I imagine his music would have fully evolved into a jazz/fusion direction. I like to think he would stop playing his hits – going years and years without playing “Purple Haze” and other songs live in concert. Or perhaps he would have radically reinvented the hits. He’d alienate a lot of fans, but I like to think Jimi was the type of artist that he cared more about his musical growth.
What do you think? What would Elvis, Janis and others would be doing today?
This introspection is brought to you in part by a limited attention span.
I’m prone to flights of fancy, random, miscellaneous thoughts, memories of bad times, hazy memories of good times and occasionally deep thoughts.
If I could remember half the things I tell myself that its important to remember I’d feel like I was really making progress. I’m talking about big things, about parenting, relationships, dealing with all the tough stuff. When I’m immersed in deep introspective mind mining, finding an occasional answer to bigger questions.
What was I talking about?