I get like this sometimes. I’m not sure why. Sometimes I think it’s because of sugar-crashing, particularly bothersome since diabetes runs in my family. Other times, I chalk it up to manstruation. Mostly, I just feel stubborn.
And how can so much good be going on in my life, so much around me, and even good that I am affecting, helping to bring into being (which should be encouraging, but today, isn’t), and yet, I sit here, glaze-eyed at the screen, unable to really pin down what I really want, if anything at all. And yet.
I am blessed with new music when I need it most.
There is a certain patience that comes along with any post-rock endeavor–a patience needed to listen as well as create. Back when I played with No Heroics, Please, we always joked about how our music sounded like having a broken microwave. Leftovers take a long time to warm in an oven. At any rate.
It’s nice to stand still a moment. To try to feel patience. To take inventory, maybe. To listen to something that simply.. is. Today, I don’t want any sweeping gestures to my music–just simple, humble beauty.
So, I listen to The American Dollar for the first time, and it’s perfect for today on a number of different levels that I can’t exactly describe, moreso because I don’t even understand them, let alone to try to explain or describe them.
Just know I hope you’re well. All of you.
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glad you appreciate this album for all the lovely secrets it carries.
Comment by lo June 3, 2009 @ 11:26 am