To rescue my crippled mouse hand from Bejeweled, Spades, and Facebook, I've decided to give typing a whirl. I'm not much on the written word. I prefer music as my medium of choice, maybe photo's. Very efficient, photos...as compared to words. Every time I try to write something I think it either sounds dumb, contrived, or too pretentious and aloof. See--I'm think that right now, in fact.
Let's try this:
ok. ahhhh, dressed down. casual. i don't use capital letters most of the time. it makes me comfortable.
i'm going to write about music. mostly what i've decided is worth listening to because my memory is shrinking. fast. maybe i'll post a few pic's, maybe not. maybe i'll even put up some of my music--whatever.
sometimes i still find music worth my adhd time. not much. the cycle has been driven into the ground. it has become unraveled and now is almost completely one dimensional. however, i am like a junky for that spark--the rare find: music that doesn't suck ass. nowadays, though, most of my fix comes from finding new tunes for my girl. turns out i'm pretty good at knowing what people will like before they do.
Lord Newborn and the Magic Skulls
...and a TON of rare 70's and 80's funk grooves
check them out if you dig soul, r&b, and obviously funk.
as for me, i still haven't found what i'm looking for.