THE WONDER OF IT ALL
SOMETIMES IT DAMN NEAR BREAKS MY HEART THAT KURT WINTER OR GARY MA CLEAN OR DOMENIC TROIANO NEVER GOT TO SEE AN iPOD...KURT WOULD'VE HAD ONLY ZAPPA, BEATLES, AND HENDRIX IN HIS, BUT HE WOULD'VE HAD EVERYTHING BY ALL THREE ARTISTS. MA CLEAN WOULD'VE HAD EVERY FOLK SONG, LAME OR GREAT, IN HIS...AND TROIANO, WELL, MAYBE HE WOULDN'T HAVE BEEN AS KNOCKED OUT WITH AN iPOD AS KURT OR GARY...NOW THAT I THINK OF IT, DOMENIC DIDN'T LISTEN MUCH TO OTHER ARTISTS...HE JUST WANTED TO PRACTICE ALL THE TIME...JUST PRACTICE ENDLESSLY...
DOMENIC WAS A GREAT GUY, BUT HE WAS TOTALLY THE WRONG PERSON TO "REPLACE" KURT AND DONNIE...THOSE LAST COUPLE OF YEARS WERE VERY, VERY UNCOMFORTABLE FOR ME. PETERSON AND WALLACE WERE AND STILL ARE CLOSET JAZZ JUNKIES, SO IT WAS EASY FOR DOM TO LEAD THEM DOWN THAT PATH...
PEOPLE WERE COMING TO BIG ARENAS TO HEAR OUR HIT RECORDS AND MOST RECOGNIZABLE SONGS AND WHAT THEY GOT MOST OF THE NIGHT WAS LONG, INDULGENT JAMS WHICH PROVED NOTHING, AND THEN OL' BURT WAS WHEELED OUT FRONT TO SING THESE EYES AND LAUGHING AND NO TIME AND CLAP FOR THE WOLFMAN...SHEESH...HOW UNDER-WHELMING...
BUT HERE I AM TYPING TO YOU AGAIN, AND RIGHT OUT OF THE BOX I'M WHINING...WHAT THE HELL'S THAT ALL ABOUT...? I GUESS IT'S JUST MY FRAME OF MIND THESE DAYS...WINNIPEG'S BEEN DULL, NOT MUCH SUN, COLD, LEAVES FALLING, AND OL' MAN WINTER JUST GETTIN' READY TO COME STOMPING IN...THE SNOW USUALLY COMES AROUND HALLOWEEN AND SETTLES FOR GOOD AFTER THAT.
HI-HO.
BUT BACK TO THE iPOD THING...IT JUST LEADS BACK TO THE SUBJECT OF "TIME", OR THE PASSAGE OF IT. THE WORLD OF 2009 IS SO VASTLY DIFFERENT FROM THE WORLD OF MY CHILDHOOD IT OVERWHELMS ME...CONSTANTLY...ON A DAILY BASIS...I'VE BEEN SPENDING MUCH OF MY NIGHTS BANKING ALL THE RARITIES FROM MY CD COLLECTION...I'D NEVER REALLY GOTTEN DOWN TO BUSINESS ABOUT THE RARITIES, AND NOW, BEING HERE IN WINNIPEG FOR AN EXTENDED PERIOD OF TIME HAS ALLOWED ME TO FURTHER CONSOLIDATE MY ALREADY VAST LIBRARY.
USING THE iPODS AS "CARRYING CASES", I'M CURRENTLY "GATHERING" ALL THE RAREST TRACKS FROM VICTORIA AND WINNIPEG INTO TWO OR THREE NEW 160'S...
THEN, WHEN I RETURN TO LOS ANGELES, I'LL SENUTI THESE TRACKS FROM THE RESPECTIVE iPODS DIRECTLY INTO THE "MAJOR SMITHSONIAN" DRIVE DOWN THERE. MY CURRENT ESTIMATE IS HOVERING SOMEWHERE BETWEEN 110,000 AND 115,000 TRACKS, EVERY SINGLE ONE INCLUDING PERTINENT INFORMATION AND ARTWORK. SOME OF THE ARTWORK IS THE ORIGINAL ALBUM COVER STUFF, AND MUCH OF IT I'VE CUSTOMIZED MYSELF.
WHEN I SCROLL THROUGH THE ARTWORK, JUST THE VISUAL ALONE IS ABSOLUTELY STUNNING. SOMETIMES I'LL PICK A LONG INSTRUMENTAL OF SOME SORT AND JUST HOLD DOWN THE SCROLL BUTTON WHILE IT PLAYS. AT THIS POINT I'M SEEING 4 OR 5 COVERS OR PIECES OF CUSTOMIZED ARTWORK PER SECOND AS THEY PASS BY FROM RIGHT TO LEFT ALPHABETICALLY. THIS IS PURE ESCAPISM FOR ME. ALL MY FAVOURITE MUSIC FROM THE LAST 100 YEARS, ALL IN ONE PLACE, ALL AT THE TOUCH OF A KEY OR TWO...
I'M LOOKING IN TO A HUGE, WALLL SIZE SCREEN TO HOUSE THE VISUALS, THEN IT WOULD BE BEYOND, BEYOND, BEYOND...
ANYHOW, THE MUSIC HAS ALWAYS BEEN ENTIRELY CENTRAL IN MY LIFE, AS IT IS NOW WITH THIS HUGE LIBRARY. WITH THE HELP OF MY FRIEND KELLY IN L.A. (A-HEM, HE'S A MAC GENIUS) I'VE BEEN ABLE TO BUILD A SORT OF "MUSIC MECCA" FOR MYSELF. PURE ESCAPISM...ABSOLUTE FANTASYLAND...INSIDE THE GOOD SONYS, IT ALMOST SEEMS AS THOUGH NOTHING CAN HURT ME...IT SOMETIMES ALMOST SEEMS AS THOUGH THE MUSIC CAN BE MY SHIELD AGAINST THE THINGS OF THIS WORLD THAT UPSET ME SO DEEPLY...
THE MUSIC CAN HEAL...AND INSPIRE...AND TRANSPORT...
OH...JUST SPIED A BOOTLEG CD OF "THE GREATEST OF DICKEY LEE"...IT'S SOME FLY BY NIGHT HOME DONE JOB WITH 36 CUTS ON IT...I'LL BET DICKEY LEE HIMSELF DOESN'T EVEN HAVE MP3'S OF ALL THESE SONGS...
SEE, THAT'S ONE OF THE PERKS OF LIVING IN LOS ANGELES WHERE AMOEBA HAPPENS TO BE. AS FAR AS I'VE SEEN, AMOEBA ON SUNSET IS THE BEST REMAINING RECORD, MUSIC, DVD STORE ON THE PLANET...BUT THEN, I'VE PROBABLY NOT TRAVELLED AS MUCH AS MANY OF YOU, SO I COULD BE CORRECTED...
WINTER IS IN THE AIR, AND I'M STILL WAITING AS PATIENTLY AS POSSIBLE FOR MY MOM TO GET TRANSFERRED AND SETTLED INTO WHAT WILL BE HER NEW HOME...SO AS THESE GRAY, DULL DAYS DRAG ON, I HASTEN BACK TO THE MUSIC LIBRARY AND CONTINUE TO BUILD MY "LIFE'S WORK"...
IT SEEMS AS THOUGH I WAS ALWAYS MEANT TO DO THIS. WISH ALL OF YOU COULD SEE IT...IT'S QUITE IMPRESSIVE.
ANOTHER NIGHT, ANOTHER THOUSAND TITLES OR SO...
HI-HO...
BLC