I'm basically going bonkers for Skrillex's Scary Monster and Nice Sprites album.
that and
Royal Tailor: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fEzas-F_aKA
They're a gang of supercool guys who are just, like, woah. I guess I've never met a band before (?) so I could have been a little starstruck. Whatever, they're ultra talented and the concert was bangin'. The lead singer's name is Tauren (surely one of my future children's names) and he's got a voice that literally made me stop and stare. plus he dance real good. An admirable man, he, for several reasons. Their premier album comes out June 7, so . get it.

Today I woke up with some happy 'today's the day, man!' song I haven't listened to in a long time, and it made me laugh a bit. Then it faded until I couldn't remember which song it was, and the emotion was replaced by somber. Sombriety. It doesn't hurt at all, and it's not indifference, it's just a melencholyness that reminds me I'm being rebuilt. And suddenly I got a text from a guy back home: "I haven't forgotten about you, buddy. How's life?" and this almost made me cry. This isn't the kind of guy who says buddy, or, in my understanding, one who ever cared how I was doing. How can something like this produce a spark of hope? is it for connection? or being remembered? I forget I'm not forgotten often, but less and less. I'm growing from the top of me, my foundation expanding to hold me upright. yeah yeah yeah

and there's a man who looks like Steven Spielberg down the Starbucks bar from me.

I've been reading lately. Mostly nothings, forgettables, and Utopia. I guess I want to be immersed in how writers write. The stuff that stands out to me, really stands out, is stuff I try to hold on to. One 90 page book had crystal clear description, a perfect use of adjectives that made his settings shine or simply fade. I don't think I've encountered that before, so I think I'd like to read it again just to pay closer attention to how he did it. At one point he called sunshine 'lemony' and it set my senses on fire because he was describing gloaming, a time of day that bathes you in an effervescent satisfaction and settled jubilance for beauty and the world. Gloaming is when you can get out of your head and just be.

In writing less is more. However, my understanding of a given something is multifaceted and though I've single words to convey it, I feel the need to draw it, giving an understanding less superficial than thorough. Is 'thorough' the same as 'meaningful'?
Well, somniloquence is the word for talking in your sleep.

I tie my angels to the ground
the airwaves curling and calling
a return to flight
I hold on tight
thinking only on loss and being bereft
my angels.
But they're never mine
to hold or loose
just messengers and gifts
for me to choose
to heed or not
I'm being taught how life
comes in endless waves.

So, as usual, I end with something upbeat.
Austra's 'Lose It' is incredible.