Though Pat believes new music is a sham and it's all been done worth doing I persist in searching for new music therapy for myself.
I surprise myself when I like stuff I stumble on. I use Grooveshark.com to surf through artists and songs. Mostly I click the "similar" button until I run out of leads. Then I listen to the list I've compiled while freewriting.
It is an honest to goodness art therapy approach to music. It's curious. That's my main goal. To remain curious.
There are little things my past therapist said that break through again and again. Like "remain curious." This was a suggestion for a healthy marriage. But I find it applying to all sitch-oo-a-shuns.
Jon Spencer Blues Explosionopened for The Breeders in 1994 at Indiana University's Little 500 celebration. I was there. So Christian. So shocked.
Today I find Jon Spencer Blues Explosion behind the "similar" button for White Stripesand I find myself transcending the living room. Sweaty concert because everyone had to wear at least two flannel shirts and look really bored. I just bounced up and down in place but the whole flock of flannels in front of me were slamming each other and looking bored.
I wore peter pan green cotton tights under black denim cutoff hip hugger jeans with a blue tartan plaid shirt untucked.
Sometimes there's a girl, well, she's the girl for her time. 1994 central stupid Indiana. I worked for and studied under a lot of actively anti-Clinton Christians at a conservative private church University.