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Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Sunday, February 24, 2008
So... I'm not the first
As it turns out, I'm not the first to document Euphonically Ecstatic Events.
I suppose I never really thought to myself, "Oh man, this idea of 'Triple-E's' is so awesome. I bet no one has come up with it before." Indeed, I'm not so full of myself.
However, I am glad for the company. Especially such beautiful and talented company as Sarah Slean. The following is an excerpt from her website's "Vitamins" page, which lists literary works, songs and other such art that have a significant thought-provoking or emotional impact on her.
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Such wonderful, stream-of-consciousness style prose. I love it. She is an incredible artist and a true treasure of the Canadian music industry.
I suppose I never really thought to myself, "Oh man, this idea of 'Triple-E's' is so awesome. I bet no one has come up with it before." Indeed, I'm not so full of myself.
However, I am glad for the company. Especially such beautiful and talented company as Sarah Slean. The following is an excerpt from her website's "Vitamins" page, which lists literary works, songs and other such art that have a significant thought-provoking or emotional impact on her.
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Hot Fuss by The Killers
I lose my mind when this record comes on, all tracks (that never happens)...i can't NOT dance.....it can't be loud enough.....the most incredible rock climax I have ever heard in "Mr. Brightside"....story of a guy imagining his woman going home with her "other" date... "she's touching his chest now, he takes off her dress......it's killing me" OH! agony. pound pound pound the kick drum, his ex getting laid, his fist on the table near an endless glass of scotch....pound pound pound.....slean in a dance trance..... soo good. damn.
Such wonderful, stream-of-consciousness style prose. I love it. She is an incredible artist and a true treasure of the Canadian music industry.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Alone
This week has gone pretty much as I had expected. No phenomenal epiphanies or terrible tragedies... And nary a Triple-E to be heard. Well, I suppose there was one thing that was something like an epiphany. Maybe not an epiphany so much as a reminder?
My roommate has been going in to work an hour earlier than usual. So, when I get out of bed in the morning, I'm the only one in our little concrete box*. It feels really empty.
Winding my way about the place while getting ready for work and making breakfast, I find it strange to have no one around. Even though, thinking back to how the daily routine was when I lived with my family, the times that I did have someone around, I generally didn't talk all that much to them. I scarcely acknowledged their presence some days.
But either way, I still have had a taste of what it's like to be alone, even if just for a few minutes in the morning, in a quiet room high above the street. Only a taste, though.
Don't want to imagine what a mouthful of the stuff is like.
* It's actually a great little place. And if it is a little concrete box, it's at least a little concrete box with a view.
My roommate has been going in to work an hour earlier than usual. So, when I get out of bed in the morning, I'm the only one in our little concrete box*. It feels really empty.
Winding my way about the place while getting ready for work and making breakfast, I find it strange to have no one around. Even though, thinking back to how the daily routine was when I lived with my family, the times that I did have someone around, I generally didn't talk all that much to them. I scarcely acknowledged their presence some days.
But either way, I still have had a taste of what it's like to be alone, even if just for a few minutes in the morning, in a quiet room high above the street. Only a taste, though.
Don't want to imagine what a mouthful of the stuff is like.
* It's actually a great little place. And if it is a little concrete box, it's at least a little concrete box with a view.
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Here I am!
So, there's been a lot that's happened over the last three weeks.
The first weekend of February I partied in Calgary, then I enjoyed the alpine snow by skiing for two amazing days in Banff. The following week I headed off to Ottawa to visit Jessica (a fabulous trip indeed!) and upon returning I decided to take the plunge and move in with my buddy Sean. The best part is that yesterday was my first day here and - coincidentally - yesterday was also the day we got our first noise complaint since I moved in. Glorious! Glorious indeed!
Now here I sit, eating Rockets candy, periodically looking past the computer screen to gaze at downtown Edmonton, all lit up over the river...
The first weekend of February I partied in Calgary, then I enjoyed the alpine snow by skiing for two amazing days in Banff. The following week I headed off to Ottawa to visit Jessica (a fabulous trip indeed!) and upon returning I decided to take the plunge and move in with my buddy Sean. The best part is that yesterday was my first day here and - coincidentally - yesterday was also the day we got our first noise complaint since I moved in. Glorious! Glorious indeed!
Now here I sit, eating Rockets candy, periodically looking past the computer screen to gaze at downtown Edmonton, all lit up over the river...
Saturday, February 16, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
V-D Day
Ah, the fun of redundant initialisms.
Happy Valentine's Day everyone! This day isn't everyone's cup of tea, however, I'd like to share with you just what I mom thinks of it!
This morning, she opened the newspaper and saw that there were two flyers contained within it. She exclaimed, "That's it? Who wants to read about pizza on Valentine's Day?"
I'll let you make of that what you will!
Happy Valentine's Day everyone! This day isn't everyone's cup of tea, however, I'd like to share with you just what I mom thinks of it!
This morning, she opened the newspaper and saw that there were two flyers contained within it. She exclaimed, "That's it? Who wants to read about pizza on Valentine's Day?"
I'll let you make of that what you will!
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Okay Man, What's the Deal?
According to a recent e-mail, which I sent to my friend Sean°, "I AM FULL OF VIGOUR AND RESOLVE!"
And in being full of such powerful things, I've decided to make a few decisions. Life-changing decisions. Or at least, the results of said decisions will be life-changing should I see the plan through.
You see, my trip to Ottawa* to visit Jessica^ gave me a grand new perspective on a lot of things. It gave me reason to place more value on certain things in my life, to emphasize the pursuit of these things more fervently. Indeed, this emphasis was previously misplaced.
So, here is the agenda:
French is awesome.
I need to stop saying I should learn it and just commence l'apprendre. This will require a great deal of patience, co-ordination, support and practice. I have not yet formulated a plan for it yet. But I will (see next item).
Organize.
Back when I was in university, planning was not a difficult thing. I had stuff to do. I had time in which to do it. 1+1 = 2. It seems that the two months I took off after school and prior to starting work did some serious damage to my time management skills. Streamline!
Reading.
Reading is something that I have always enjoyed and appreciated. The benefits are immense. However, in allowing myself to become rather reckless in planning my life (see previous item), I have found myself with little time to read.
Additionally, I will now be adding a hefty volume to the stack: The Holy Bible. I don't know it nearly as well as I should. I've barely cracked the spine in the one I've had since I was 12 years old.
It's time to change that.
Please and thank-you.
What the hell is that about? Did I forget how to use these words? The number of waitresses, airline attendants, and bartenders whom I left unthanked over the course of my trip was appalling.
And yes, this is a big deal! It's a slippery slope, my friends. If "please and thank-you" now, then I think that reluctance to commit grand theft auto will go later.
So it goes.
Updates on my progress in these departments shall be posted here on this blog in the future.
°you'd think I have no other friends. But no, I do, I swear I do!
*I have yet to chronicle this tale. It is a doozy. The post in which this story is contained will likely also contain the events of the 5 or 6 days prior. Or else, the post might just never be made. It depends on what I have time for.
^See! I told you so!
And in being full of such powerful things, I've decided to make a few decisions. Life-changing decisions. Or at least, the results of said decisions will be life-changing should I see the plan through.
You see, my trip to Ottawa* to visit Jessica^ gave me a grand new perspective on a lot of things. It gave me reason to place more value on certain things in my life, to emphasize the pursuit of these things more fervently. Indeed, this emphasis was previously misplaced.
So, here is the agenda:
French is awesome.
I need to stop saying I should learn it and just commence l'apprendre. This will require a great deal of patience, co-ordination, support and practice. I have not yet formulated a plan for it yet. But I will (see next item).
Organize.
Back when I was in university, planning was not a difficult thing. I had stuff to do. I had time in which to do it. 1+1 = 2. It seems that the two months I took off after school and prior to starting work did some serious damage to my time management skills. Streamline!
Reading.
Reading is something that I have always enjoyed and appreciated. The benefits are immense. However, in allowing myself to become rather reckless in planning my life (see previous item), I have found myself with little time to read.
Additionally, I will now be adding a hefty volume to the stack: The Holy Bible. I don't know it nearly as well as I should. I've barely cracked the spine in the one I've had since I was 12 years old.
It's time to change that.
Please and thank-you.
What the hell is that about? Did I forget how to use these words? The number of waitresses, airline attendants, and bartenders whom I left unthanked over the course of my trip was appalling.
And yes, this is a big deal! It's a slippery slope, my friends. If "please and thank-you" now, then I think that reluctance to commit grand theft auto will go later.
So it goes.
Updates on my progress in these departments shall be posted here on this blog in the future.
°you'd think I have no other friends. But no, I do, I swear I do!
*I have yet to chronicle this tale. It is a doozy. The post in which this story is contained will likely also contain the events of the 5 or 6 days prior. Or else, the post might just never be made. It depends on what I have time for.
^See! I told you so!
Monday, February 11, 2008
Post Length Advisory
Because I've been saving up all these blog-worthy ideas for quite some time, I expect that the next few entries will also be very voluminous, bloggy loads.
After all, I love Volume, and I love blogs...
After all, I love Volume, and I love blogs...
A Concert, a Long Wait and a Flight
Alright my friends! It has been long since I last made a post up in this maw and it has been even longer since I recounted any emotionally intense aural sensations!
This last week was incredibly insane as I will describe in a blog post at another time, but for now, I will say this:
Collective Soul kept me up late and caused me to be quite dazed throughout the following morning, during which I flew to Ottawa.
I will work in reverse chronological order!
A Flight!
Neil Young - Down By the River
Ah yes, Neil Young. While perusing the selection of digital music in the in-flight entertainment library aboard my flight, I came across practically nothing of any interest. Except, of course, for Neil Young's Greatest Hits. Neil is the hammer. That's all there is to it.
However, I don't know what it was that got me so into the song on this particular listen. But there I was, crammed in my seat despite the fact I had stowed most of my "prairie-winter-worthy" clothes in the overhead compartment, and I was letting every single note of that guitar solo sink into my skin.
On a Plane!
Matthew Good - Champions of Nothing
After a month and a half of not having seen her, I was only hours away from seeing Jessica again. I was past security in the airport, waiting to board my flight... The weight of all those weeks still holding me down. I think that the lyrics in this song will always haunt me when I hear them. At least, they will if I am paying attention.
When Hollywood runs out of Indians
Only the Indians will know
A kick in the head
Pass it around
Beggin' for a bed
Pass it around
As haunting as the lyrics are, though, I find that there is something triumphant about this song. I can't quite put my finger on it. There's just a sound to it that seems relentless, determined. The title is very fitting in that way.
The song ended. The boarding call was made. I did not drag my feet.
A Concert!
Collective Soul - Shine
I have wanted to see Collective Soul ever since I first heard the rockin' riffs of Gel on the radio. Their self-titled album was the first CD that I ever bought. I've since lost that CD, but in the time I had it, I listened to it enough to have remembered practically all of the lyrics to it. Along the way, I also heard a lot of their other stuff, though I sort of lost track of them after they released Seven Year Itch.
Having lost track of them, I had no idea that they were coming to town until a mere five days before their show. I hastily called up SFO and we procured tickets. It was an incredible show. They destroyed the place with their incredible energy, their smooth stage performance that only years in the business can bring. December, Gel, World I Know, Heavy, Why Pt. II... they were all there. But Shine didn't join them until the bitter-hammer end of the encore.
All I must say is this: Shine did exactly that. The Edmonton Event Centre shook as those Post-Grunge rockers pounded the place. It defies words. It really does.
This last week was incredibly insane as I will describe in a blog post at another time, but for now, I will say this:
Collective Soul kept me up late and caused me to be quite dazed throughout the following morning, during which I flew to Ottawa.
I will work in reverse chronological order!
A Flight!
Neil Young - Down By the River
Ah yes, Neil Young. While perusing the selection of digital music in the in-flight entertainment library aboard my flight, I came across practically nothing of any interest. Except, of course, for Neil Young's Greatest Hits. Neil is the hammer. That's all there is to it.
However, I don't know what it was that got me so into the song on this particular listen. But there I was, crammed in my seat despite the fact I had stowed most of my "prairie-winter-worthy" clothes in the overhead compartment, and I was letting every single note of that guitar solo sink into my skin.
On a Plane!
Matthew Good - Champions of Nothing
After a month and a half of not having seen her, I was only hours away from seeing Jessica again. I was past security in the airport, waiting to board my flight... The weight of all those weeks still holding me down. I think that the lyrics in this song will always haunt me when I hear them. At least, they will if I am paying attention.
When Hollywood runs out of Indians
Only the Indians will know
A kick in the head
Pass it around
Beggin' for a bed
Pass it around
As haunting as the lyrics are, though, I find that there is something triumphant about this song. I can't quite put my finger on it. There's just a sound to it that seems relentless, determined. The title is very fitting in that way.
The song ended. The boarding call was made. I did not drag my feet.
A Concert!
Collective Soul - Shine
I have wanted to see Collective Soul ever since I first heard the rockin' riffs of Gel on the radio. Their self-titled album was the first CD that I ever bought. I've since lost that CD, but in the time I had it, I listened to it enough to have remembered practically all of the lyrics to it. Along the way, I also heard a lot of their other stuff, though I sort of lost track of them after they released Seven Year Itch.
Having lost track of them, I had no idea that they were coming to town until a mere five days before their show. I hastily called up SFO and we procured tickets. It was an incredible show. They destroyed the place with their incredible energy, their smooth stage performance that only years in the business can bring. December, Gel, World I Know, Heavy, Why Pt. II... they were all there. But Shine didn't join them until the bitter-hammer end of the encore.
All I must say is this: Shine did exactly that. The Edmonton Event Centre shook as those Post-Grunge rockers pounded the place. It defies words. It really does.
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