Let’s get this party started! I’m sitting, front row no less, at the Juno Award show. Bit crowded; there are several million of us. If the TV feed fails, I’ll be back to imagining.
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And with the right subject matter, even historical documentaries provide an entertaining afternoon. Especially if the historical period coincides with with my own experience. It all comes down to the music.
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I’m not a procrastinator. I just take my time getting around to doing things. It’s not the same.
Case in point: changing skins. A technical term, with little biological connotation. It’s what happens to drums, when they’re properly cared for. Back some months ago (a little voice wants me to substitute years, but it wasn’t that long) I went with the kid to the music store, and we purchased a set of heads. The skins, as we drummers call them. And then a time of reflection took place (nothing to do with mirrors, though). It wasn’t the lack of a key (I’d bought one, just to be sure of having one on hand). In fact, a couple did get done, but the job wasn’t rushed.
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A whole generation of kids knew the song: “Your mama don’t dance, and your daddy don’t rock ‘n roll”. After all, parents just don’t, right? Wrong. Most of them were on their feet before those kids were even a dream in the dark. But, after watching Discovery Channel this evening, I now know that a select few had a reason.
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That was an interesting moment. Sadness from a sad song. Who knew?
My personal music player goes through periods. Several months of older Canadian rock and roll brought back memories of high school. No need to return to that bench, so I dumped the volume and went for something better. How about too much Bach? It was.
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The human is a social animal. The Idol contender is not. We’re into the equivalent of roller derby, except that the level of cooperation is coincidental. Only one will make it to the top of the pile, and the elbows (vocally) are flying. Welcome to Hollywood. Not as much fun as auditions. A constant reminder of the underbelly of the beast.
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There oughta be a law, forbidding the recycling of musical themes on TV. Imagine the stress that I deal with, every time the network broadcasts an ad for Hawaii-5-0. You can’t erase four years of racing for a chair in the common room. Not even with a thirty-five year pause. Auditive memory doesn’t work that way.
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Be still, my beating heart! I am running on adrenalin, riding my unstoppable armchair. Sorry, that’s a blended confusion between my life and this afternoon’s movie feature.
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How hard can it be to make an accurate parts count? When the number of parts is less than, say, forty. When the parts come in only five variations. When the end user has no way of contacting you for replacement pieces, because the company name appears nowhere. Rant mode off.
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My memories are being revised, thanks to Hollywood and Wiki. At least, my (faint) memories of a phenomenon called “The Sound Of Music” which has nothing to do with the volume setting on our stereo. Today, I learned that there will be a release of a refreshed version of the movie, with better graphical quality and all.
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