a post of a less schizophrenic nature.
yesterday i took a walk and listened to jackson browne’s album Late for the Sky. it’s really strange. that album is really sad, which you know if you’ve heard it. but it doesn’t make me sad. it’s not music i listen to when I’m sad. I think that’s because I’ve known it and loved it for so long it can no longer apply to any certain situation. stuff with my dad, that album was there. the whole time. stuff with dumb middle school break-ups, it was there. stuff when i was happy, it was there. stuff with jonathan, there. and onward. it’s always been there. always constant.
that’s something that kind of bothers me about the information age. music. i can’t really decide how i feel about it, actually. it’s great that we have access to so much music. it’s fantastic, actually. i don’t know where i’d be otherwise. but i don’t know. i feel like this generation is missing out on something by having to actually go out and purchase albums or cd’s or whatever. i feel like it means less. saving your money to buy a cd, and having only a certain number, i imagine people from earlier generations must have had such intense bonds with the music they listened to. hell, i can see that in my dad. he knows less music than me, but i feel like he loves his music more than any of my friends do. which is saying something, if you’ve ever seen some of my friends listen to music haha. but i don’t know. it’s different. i feel like all of our emotions are different now. less profound, perhaps. i don’t know. there’s just so much sensory overload now. and it takes so much more to occupy us. hell, on my computer i have 4 windows open. and my cellphone is out. and this is something i do when i’m bored! i don’t know what i’m really getting at. i don’t think i’m saying we’re better or worse off than previous generations. both, maybe. we’ve obviously made huge gains, but there have been losses.
