How much of our lives are run by repetition? Daily? Weekly? Monthly? Yearly? Etc… We got through motions, so many times, we don’t even have to think, we let our muscle memory run the show. I don’t know how many times I’ve driven toward the direction of work only to actually take the roads toward work, even though I’m not going to work, because my brain is just doing what it does when it’s going that way!
In the music world, you see it in the festivals — gearing up for SXSW, for Pitchfork Fest, for Coachella, for etc, for etc — and awards shows — though, honestly, I was very surprised at how many of the people I follow on twitter actually watched the MTV music awards — and the album-of-the-year presentations, and so on, it’s a more of an annual thing.
Think about your own schedules, often based around holidays — Xmas, Xgiving, Easter-X — and birthdays and anniversaries and so on and so forth, round and round and over and over.
How many Fridays do you say, “Thank god it’s Friday!”, how many hump days do you focus on that it’s humpday.
How many seasons to we welcome for it’s newness then hate for their tiredness come late in the season.
Oh, then sports. Super Bowls, college football, tailgating, NFL on Sundays, Mondays, and Thursdays, and probably more now. Over and over and over. Then *POOF* your dead.
How much and how often do we let repetition run our lives? Control it?
I often joke that we spend 5/7ths of our lives waiting for the other 2/7ths to occur, but really, beyond that, how much of our life is spent in, often, pointless repetitions? How many can you cut out and would you be happier or less happy? Do we need them to feel part of something and to have a better sense of the passing of time? Is it comfort food for our internal clocks?
Bloggerin’… now there’s some repition for you, eh? Though we are somewhat consistent, I do feel like we’ve changed it up over the years, keep moving, never look back, but you know, it’s important when you start feeling stretched thin to put things on the table and see what, if anything, can you cut out, what repetitions are no longer joys but are now burdens?
Though TSURURADIO is always put on the table, so far it gets pulled right back off the table every time. Why? Honestly, I don’t know. I guess part of it is I still get too excited when I find new music, that I still need an outlet to share it.
Take today’s gem, The Game Of Monogamy by Tim Kasher — nice segue, eh?
I guess this is the guy from Cursive, not sure if I can remember what Cursive sounds like, hell I barely can remember what cursive is supposed to look at — have you seen my writing? — BUT what I can tell you is that this album has been tip-toeing around my ears periodically for the last few weeks! And I have no idea why I haven’t posted on it yet!
It’s a very interesting album. It’s theatric, no, not in an Arcade Fire or Queen way, no more like a play. It’s up, it’s down, it meanders as he thinks outloud (see: “There Must Be Something I’ve Lost”), it drips & drops pop, broadway, rock, boardwalk, pianos, horns, bedtime lullaby, and what I think are the occasional woodwinds as it wanders along the path of being all growed-up and having to seriously think about sex, love and all the complications that come about from it, often incorporating an orchestra!
First time I heard it, didn’t really know what to think, but this one requires time, love, and sure, there are hooks here and there to randomly suck you in, but it’s best taken in as a whole story. So, yeah, listen to the tracks out there, but really, go grab the whole thing, put on your going-to-the-theatre outfit, settle in, and enjoy The Game Of Monogamy!
06 Surprise, Surprise
07 There Must Be Something I’ve Lost
08 Bad, Bad Dreams
09 No Fireworks
10 The Prodigal Husband