Met Heather last night at the art theater for a revival showing of the 1926 Buster Keaton silent comedy, The General. I was a bit uncomfortable, not knowing how she'd receive a black and white, silent film; like subtitled films, a lot of people just don't take kindly to b&w/silent. She liked it though, and was pretty happy to have the chance to try something new for once. I felt a bit weird about a bit of the content- it's set in the Civil War, with Keaton's hero a Confederate soldier- but outside of the Confederate flag being waved in context, it thankfully avoided racist caricatures.
Sat in the car for a while after the movie, talked mushy to her for a bit. Crossed a little personal barrier I always set up for myself, let her know I'd wanted to hold her hand, kiss her, just be able to touch her without worrying about whether it was proper. Held her for a bit; though it felt affected, it still felt right, and... yeah. Kissed her on the cheek and forehead- chaste, maybe, but it's a big step for me to be able to do that. It'll be interesting to see how that affects our interpersonal dynamics now.
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Been in the mood to listen to some of my older music- got some Kill Rock Stars stuff out, old Bratmobile and Bikini Kill. Rockin' out to Nirvana's "Beeswax" on one of the KRS samplers, I decided to dig through my CD box and get some of my old Nirvana albums out I'd been wanting to listen to for a while...
...I can't find my old Nirvana albums. I found my copies of their live albums, but not their other stuff. Bleach, Nevermind, In Utero- all gone. So are my Filter, Nine Inch Nails, Babes in Toyland, Bjork, L7 albums, incidentally... unlike most of my previously missing albums, I can't blame my ex-wife for these, and it's kind of getting on my nerves. I'm so in the mood for some of these albums that I'm tempted to go buy them all over again, but... damn, that's a lot of money.
Anyway, I have on the Nirvana Unplugged disc now. I'd gotten it new at release, but had never listened to it before... Amazing how melancholy it makes me. I hesitate even now to admit liking Nirvana, since liking them "in the day" was cause for much mockery in the holier-than-thou indie music scene... (What? Sell-outs! They did a special for eMpTyV! They blah blah blah...) But, like Nirvana- I do... a lot. When Kurt died, MTV played the Unplugged special over and over, and I was in one of my weepy/depressed moods, and I watched TV and cried and realized that music affected me more than I thought possible... now I'm listening to it again, a decade later, and things have changed so much in my life since then, but I feel like if I turn around, it's going to be on the TV, and I'll be 20 again, feeling bewildered and angry at the world...
Sat in the car for a while after the movie, talked mushy to her for a bit. Crossed a little personal barrier I always set up for myself, let her know I'd wanted to hold her hand, kiss her, just be able to touch her without worrying about whether it was proper. Held her for a bit; though it felt affected, it still felt right, and... yeah. Kissed her on the cheek and forehead- chaste, maybe, but it's a big step for me to be able to do that. It'll be interesting to see how that affects our interpersonal dynamics now.
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Been in the mood to listen to some of my older music- got some Kill Rock Stars stuff out, old Bratmobile and Bikini Kill. Rockin' out to Nirvana's "Beeswax" on one of the KRS samplers, I decided to dig through my CD box and get some of my old Nirvana albums out I'd been wanting to listen to for a while...
...I can't find my old Nirvana albums. I found my copies of their live albums, but not their other stuff. Bleach, Nevermind, In Utero- all gone. So are my Filter, Nine Inch Nails, Babes in Toyland, Bjork, L7 albums, incidentally... unlike most of my previously missing albums, I can't blame my ex-wife for these, and it's kind of getting on my nerves. I'm so in the mood for some of these albums that I'm tempted to go buy them all over again, but... damn, that's a lot of money.
Anyway, I have on the Nirvana Unplugged disc now. I'd gotten it new at release, but had never listened to it before... Amazing how melancholy it makes me. I hesitate even now to admit liking Nirvana, since liking them "in the day" was cause for much mockery in the holier-than-thou indie music scene... (What? Sell-outs! They did a special for eMpTyV! They blah blah blah...) But, like Nirvana- I do... a lot. When Kurt died, MTV played the Unplugged special over and over, and I was in one of my weepy/depressed moods, and I watched TV and cried and realized that music affected me more than I thought possible... now I'm listening to it again, a decade later, and things have changed so much in my life since then, but I feel like if I turn around, it's going to be on the TV, and I'll be 20 again, feeling bewildered and angry at the world...
kidmorlock:
Last week X-103 played like 30 minutes solid of Nirvana songs. I almost shat myself with happiness. Those guys hit us (reformed 80's children) at exactly the right time.