My blog has been too heavy lately. I do admit that LIFE has been too heavy lately. I don't have to bring the rest of the world down with me... yes, that's right the entire world reads my blog! I have AT LEAST 5 loyal readers. Readers who care about what is going on in my life. (hear the sarcasm) Hmm.... now that I type that out, it sounds kind of pathetic... I don't think most of my closest friends read my blog. They're just not blog reading people I suppose. Or maybe they read and just don't tell. Either way, I'd type this blog even if nobody read it. This is for my future children and children's children to know what was going through the brain of their dad and granddad. Man, I would love to discover some lost journal kept by my grandfather during World War II. That would be amazing.
This evidentally is a rambling blog. Little purpose, but wanted to avoid talking about death and suffering for once.
I tried shooting some footage for my "documentary about itself" which as it turns out was quite an ambitiously big bite of independent filmmaking to try and bite off. I don't know if it will ever be finished! I did get off to a good start, but life has happened, and the documentary has been side tracked. I feel that I have so little control over life. (Don't do it Dave, don't turn this into a depressing blog entry!) It also doesn't help that the buddy I came up with the idea with lives in Austin... kind of hard to film together when you live 7 hours away and see each other 3 times a year. The film was supposed to be a metaphor for life, and the discovery of the meaning of life... but it turns out it is a metaphor for life, and the discovery that life is not in your control. So, at least it stayed in the deep end.
Music!
First... best albums of the year: "The Dead Weather," and secondly, "Friendly Fires."
I've always had a desire to create music... ideas float around in my brain and for years they never had a way to get out. Finally the stars lined up during my second year of medical school and the music started flowing. I wrote and recorded a dozen or so songs. Really simple and crude at the beginning and becoming more listenable and refined as I refined my technique. I was always limited by lack of formal understanding of music theory, lack of a real drummer, but the most importantly... it was fun! This all stopped during my third year of medical school as I no longer had free time. And I've never really regained traction, though now I have free time. I have no place to record. Recording demands quite from the whole house. Recording then creates 100 dB of irritating repetitive electric guitar riffs that my wife wouldn't tolerate. So.... now, i'm back to having ideas rattling 'round in my brain with no where to go. Next house. Need to make a garage apartment or pool house a priority!
So long for now... maybe next time will be more purposeful.
david
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