Godspeed You! Black Emperor

No matter the length of time, or the development of the self... Godspeed You! Black Emperor manages to creep in to assess, remind and expose me to deep emotions and how I am faring against these dark horses.

I looked to the moon the other night in awe, appreciation and wonder... only to be reminded that I have done that many times before in completely different situations. I was living single and alone in Canary Place. Sherwood was a tumultuousness and difficult, a vast and authentically sad experience. The sadness still triggers at my heart. Track 01. 06:00. 

I was seated at a lunch table. It was Honours year. I was with Nietzsche, my friend with Heidegger. He told me he had a Godspeed tattoo, it was devastatingly beautiful, Lifting Your Skinny Fists like Antennas to the Sky. 

I was so lucky to have seen GY!BE, with acceptance that I would never see them due to their isolation and long-term hiatus and by the fact I live in an isolated and distant city of foreign land. But... in February, 2013, I saw Godspeed in concert at Perth International Festival in the Chevron Gardens. It blew my mind. I met with my dear Philosophy friends for a drink, another drink and eventually we were standing eagerly and awaiting... predicting... and getting so very excited about the sound. 

It was perfect. The reality of the fantasy was far more beautiful and far more communal that I had anticipated, and I was thrown into this beautiful gig with a late Summer evening and $11 sparkling wine. The t-shirt cost me a fortune, but I wear it lovingly in bed. I listed to Godspeed on these lonely 2014 evenings, and it sends me in a spiral of self-awareness and soundtrack to a snapshot of how my emotional life is going. 

I just love your music, Godspeed. 

The World at War

Currently watching - The World at War - a well acclaimed documentary series about World War II. This particular snapshot was taken from E.03, 'Alone'. This newsreel scene was in subject to Britain's preparation for a German invasion. 

I am learning a lot, I am absorbing so much new information and valuing the high quality visual input. 

Oriental Pathfinder Game - Tzun-Fun and Hatsumi

Hatsumi was exhausted by the time she had settled into camp with her new companions. The months she had stayed in the village were long, fearful and quiet. The knowledge of having taken it too far was fresh in her mind, it was foolish to have stolen what she did, foolish to try and sway the feelings of such a powerful and dangerous man. The men she had taken before him were obvious in their weaknesses. They offered jewels, favours and social gains – so vulnerable and easy to influence with the aid of her companion, Ayami – the retired court lady that provided Hatsumi with the materials to offer more than just tea in her ceremonies to her unsuspecting clients.

Ah... tea… what a lovely thought for Hatsumi. Her collection of fine and imported teas had to be left behind when she departed hastily from the court house. Empress Teishi would most assuredly have sold them all by now, or perhaps had her collection put to waste as a statement of the betrayal left by Hatsumi’s devious nature. Hatsumi thought herself quite good at her subtle craft – of influencing men by ways of Ayami's magical tea leaves. If only she had not tempted fate by offering such tea to him…

Hatsumi stole a glance over the sleeping silhouettes of her traveling friends. She thought to herself in the dark of night… "I do not know these people so well… they serve me well as to provide me with a cover-story while traveling along these unknown roads… but how long until I am caught? How long until I can walk freely without fear?"

Hatsumi gently moved her hand to her dwindling coin pouch, almost smiling with guilty pleasure at the memory of a life she once enjoyed.

Weeknight Leftovers

So.. it's 6:30pm on a Tuesday evening. 
I am both with it, and completely out of what's going on at the moment.

Philosophically, I am thrilled to be experiencing this tumultuous time to really be 'living' life... but personally... I wish things would get to a more normal routine.

Amon Amarth - Twilight of the Thunder God

I have distinctly identified the case of my lapse into habitual coping mechanisms, but I am self-medicating with wine and Amon Amarth. I am listening to Twilight of the Thunder God, an authentic and emotional album that is musically superb. 

It is dusk outside, my city is just a stones throw away. I have on numerous occasions sat on the balcony with a beer or a rose, I get a little hazy... then I listen to this album...

Fuck yeah, Amon Amarth. 

06. Tattered Banners and Bloody Flags what a haunting melody, it deserves to be turned up 

10. Embrace of the Endless Ocean nothing to feel like you are completely alone and completely accepting of death

Paint it Black

I am listening to the Rolling Stones - Paint it Black - live at Hyde Park in 2003. It's mesmorising. I only wish I could connect this laptop to better speakers, I would enter into a world of you-tube browsing of well-renowned videos that can really help to shape this Friday afternoon. I am enjoying this more more at this current moment due to shared excitement with a friend of mine. She got her ticket to their upcoming tour in Australia.

But, it is still early. I am still trying to grasp onto productiveness. The music just makes it all that very much more better. 

The Crimson ProjeKCt

Anyone thinking of catching The Crimson ProjeKCt (associated with King Crimson) in a few months time? It's going to be pretty spectacular..!

I found a great list of live performances to share with interested audiences found here. They play Perth on the 2nd of July in Fremantle at the Fly by Night. 

A night with this much talent is going to be incredibly memorable and very worthy of one's time to attend.