Tuesday, January 02, 2007
Mind Expanding Rock
Sometime during the last two weeks I have really retaken up my interest in Pink Floyd. I am really not sure what prompted the investigation, but a few days ago I swung by Zia and bought some of their CDs so I could play them on my kick-ass stereo as opposed to simply listening to the mp3 versions via computer.
Pink Floyd has a bizarre effect on me. It could
just be the hallucinogens, but somehow listening to a complete CD always puts me in a dream-like state where I basically just want to stare at the wall and think in a meditative sense. Part of me understands the complete campiness of saying that Pink Floyd is drug music, but I really don't think Pink Floyd can be appreciated without some kind of psychoactive substance. I am reasonably sure this is the same relationship I have to Shpongle.
On a completely unrelated note, Christmas was completely uneventful. Just the way I like it.
New Years was awesome. Started the evening off at Zach's annual New Year's party which was pretty good. The tradition of playing Cranium has been firmly established, but now that more and more of my friends are turning professionals, they can't always make it back for these events. Unfortunately, this year the team I usually play on got defeated pretty badly. I am not going to mention how badly, but I will say it left a bitter taste in my mouth.
Afterward Phil and I went to Jean-Luc's (at least I think it was Jean-Luc's) 007 James Bond themed New Year's party. A whole bunch of gay men, naturopathic med students, and a light dusting of various other individuals make for a pretty crazy good time.
What I found particularly funny about the night was the dancing. I make no claims about being a great, or even good, dancer but I feel I can do a passable job. Some of the ladies made some rather nice comments toward me that I am going to assume where sincere that felt kind of nice. Dancing is one of those things I wished I was better at. Just writing this I cannot even remember the last time I went to a club here in Phoenix. That kind of makes me sad. Especially thinking back to the nights with Megan when we would go down and get out club on and dance tell the early morning. Also, it was a lot of fun grinding with Phil that night. Put alcohol in us and we get pretty touchy-feely-grindy-flirty in public.
Last note of the evening, I placed a few more pictures up in a set called "Thanksgiving Weekend" on my Flickr gallery. Picture highlights include several low-light shots from the Urban Cafe, dog pictures, and me trying to take artsy still lifes.
Pink Floyd has a bizarre effect on me. It could
just be the hallucinogens, but somehow listening to a complete CD always puts me in a dream-like state where I basically just want to stare at the wall and think in a meditative sense. Part of me understands the complete campiness of saying that Pink Floyd is drug music, but I really don't think Pink Floyd can be appreciated without some kind of psychoactive substance. I am reasonably sure this is the same relationship I have to Shpongle.On a completely unrelated note, Christmas was completely uneventful. Just the way I like it.
New Years was awesome. Started the evening off at Zach's annual New Year's party which was pretty good. The tradition of playing Cranium has been firmly established, but now that more and more of my friends are turning professionals, they can't always make it back for these events. Unfortunately, this year the team I usually play on got defeated pretty badly. I am not going to mention how badly, but I will say it left a bitter taste in my mouth.
Afterward Phil and I went to Jean-Luc's (at least I think it was Jean-Luc's) 007 James Bond themed New Year's party. A whole bunch of gay men, naturopathic med students, and a light dusting of various other individuals make for a pretty crazy good time.
What I found particularly funny about the night was the dancing. I make no claims about being a great, or even good, dancer but I feel I can do a passable job. Some of the ladies made some rather nice comments toward me that I am going to assume where sincere that felt kind of nice. Dancing is one of those things I wished I was better at. Just writing this I cannot even remember the last time I went to a club here in Phoenix. That kind of makes me sad. Especially thinking back to the nights with Megan when we would go down and get out club on and dance tell the early morning. Also, it was a lot of fun grinding with Phil that night. Put alcohol in us and we get pretty touchy-feely-grindy-flirty in public.
Last note of the evening, I placed a few more pictures up in a set called "Thanksgiving Weekend" on my Flickr gallery. Picture highlights include several low-light shots from the Urban Cafe, dog pictures, and me trying to take artsy still lifes.
Labels: ambient, parties, Pink Floyd, psychedelic rock
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Through some strange stream of events, I've ended on your page, the last step being looking up Bova Furniture. You're disturbingly eclectic in a wonderful way and I like you writing style. : )
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