bj's gay porno-crazed ramblings

Sunday, April 20, 2008
Its not time to make a change,
Just sit down, take it slowly.
Father And Son

I have to say, I am fascinated by how music can really, I mean really, affect us (me) despite how often the lyrics don't really match what we are feeling. Maybe that's why I am drawn to a group like Sigur Ros. But does depressing music make us depressed, or do we seek out sad music when that mood hits? I guess last night, at 3 am, waking up sobbing, then turning the TV on so the neighbors don't hear, then coming to this machine for some distraction, and ultimately music, answers the question for me. Ever have something happen, and you don't tell anyone, and you don't know why, at least for awhile. Then you kinda realize that somehow you were hoping it didn't really happen, or maybe it's reversible, so if you hadn't told anyone, then you fix it, then you don't have to tell anyone - "nevermind, i'm fine"? yeah, me either.