shake it like a polaroid picture
I feel sorry for people who are already washed up at my age. I shouldn't feel sorry for anyone, but i do. I only say this because I saw the ugly girl that works at albertsons with her two children, one in a stroller....stuck in the grass on riverside, on my way home from school. She seemed terribly frustrated with them. I couldn't help but think, "stop fucking assholes in high school." But i guess that would have been not only moot, but assuming she is unhappy and out of wedlock.....which may not be true at all. But it sucks that for some reason, whilst in highschool, certain people felt like retirement was around the corner and became habitually experimental...i guess. But who am i to judge....
Yesterday i learned some of the origins of white/rock music versus rap muzik from this cool book called "black noise." Often times you will hear fans of one type hating on the other.....but the differences lie within simple history (aside from "color"). African music is based on repetition, while western european music is based on progression. And that is that.....so if you hate one or the other, its because you prefer progression over repetition or vice versa. So the argument has ended.
I think i prefer a mix of the two, a good mix.
Editing went well this past weekend, soon the beast will be tamed. Now i must start on buliding sound clips for my audio soundscape project.
also.....i suck, and need only death for my crimes against myself.....but the weather is so fantastically spectacular it's not bothering me. But no one has promised another day.
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