Why do we humans have such short memories when it comes to the positive, enriching moments/experiences and LOOOOOOONG memories when it comes to things that have hurt us or given birth to negativity? We're weird creatures...
I, far too easily, neglect to remember how pure live music is. Participating in a performance as it happens reveals the truth about the artist... flaws, gifts, timing, passions, skill... and lays them bare before the world. Great artists rarely fail to make the experience memorable with honest, natural efforts that seem to stroke fans right where they want it, while poor artists disappoint consistently, exposing weak motivations and dismissive disdain for their followers as long as cash rolls in.
Ahhhh, I'm no qualified critic! I simply want to remember to do more things that I love: time with my wife, visiting friends and family, snow-shoeing in the mountains, playing/watching/listening to live music, games.......sigh...... life.
Thanks Lance et al for a wonderful time last night in Vancity.
28.3.09
26.3.09
Collectibility
Are you a collector? I sure am. I honestly can't think of a time in my life where I haven't been collecting something, even if sporadically... and I am convinced it's all my Grandma Thompson's fault! I don't want that to sound negative, so I'll elaborate:
When my brothers and I were really young, my Grandma started a collection for each of us. Wow, I don't remember what they were though... I know one of my bros was bottle openers and I definitely was the pen guy. Every visit, Christmas, birthday, whatever brought with it a bag of pens, all of them different, almost always different from the ones before (not too many dupes) which meant that she kept track of them at least to some degree. Interesting....
Well, being a boy growing up in the 80s, it meant that I had to play with either Transformers or GI Joe. If you look at my blog, I'll give you a guess as to which one it was!! ;) Thus was born another collection, though admittedly, not so unique from other boys my age. Well, in comes Grandma T again too! Because I liked the toys, she figured I might as well enjoy the comic book also. So she'd buy me an issue here or there, no big deal. Once I got to the 5th grade, I decided I had to have it every month! Luckily, in Thunder Bay there was a comic shop and I visited often enough to buy my little book. Nice.
When we moved to Calgary (grade six), we lived a block or two from a neighbourhood comic shop with video games. I was there something like 5 days a week! Did I mention it was in the same plaza as the Mac's and candy dreams?? Slushies, yeah! And the owner of the shop was my soccer coach!! WOAH! Needless to say, GI Joe alone could not hold all my growing interests... I now needed to read Spiderman, the X-Men and the Hulk... which grew and grew and grew until at the end of the 10th grade, I finally quit.
And started buying basketball and baseball cards!
Then it was CDs.
Then it was DVDs.
After 15 years in remission, back to comic books (sucked in by GI Joe again!! bastards! did you know there's a movie coming out this summer?).
Add in Heroclix.
Still getting CDs and DVDs.
So how do I stop? Do I really want to? Hmmmmmmmmm........
When my brothers and I were really young, my Grandma started a collection for each of us. Wow, I don't remember what they were though... I know one of my bros was bottle openers and I definitely was the pen guy. Every visit, Christmas, birthday, whatever brought with it a bag of pens, all of them different, almost always different from the ones before (not too many dupes) which meant that she kept track of them at least to some degree. Interesting....
Well, being a boy growing up in the 80s, it meant that I had to play with either Transformers or GI Joe. If you look at my blog, I'll give you a guess as to which one it was!! ;) Thus was born another collection, though admittedly, not so unique from other boys my age. Well, in comes Grandma T again too! Because I liked the toys, she figured I might as well enjoy the comic book also. So she'd buy me an issue here or there, no big deal. Once I got to the 5th grade, I decided I had to have it every month! Luckily, in Thunder Bay there was a comic shop and I visited often enough to buy my little book. Nice.
When we moved to Calgary (grade six), we lived a block or two from a neighbourhood comic shop with video games. I was there something like 5 days a week! Did I mention it was in the same plaza as the Mac's and candy dreams?? Slushies, yeah! And the owner of the shop was my soccer coach!! WOAH! Needless to say, GI Joe alone could not hold all my growing interests... I now needed to read Spiderman, the X-Men and the Hulk... which grew and grew and grew until at the end of the 10th grade, I finally quit.
And started buying basketball and baseball cards!
Then it was CDs.
Then it was DVDs.
After 15 years in remission, back to comic books (sucked in by GI Joe again!! bastards! did you know there's a movie coming out this summer?).
Add in Heroclix.
Still getting CDs and DVDs.
So how do I stop? Do I really want to? Hmmmmmmmmm........
17.3.09
I wonder
who's still out there?
I haven't posted anything for over a year! Maybe time for some introspective meandering... hmmmm.....
Anyone still out there?
I haven't posted anything for over a year! Maybe time for some introspective meandering... hmmmm.....
Anyone still out there?
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