ypsilanti's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- the way that we got caught i'm trying to make the best record/life/idea that the world has ever seen. an important idea i had is the ultimate first song. think of any record you have listened to day in and day out, a record you could listen to all day long and never get tired of. sister. pink moon. lovless. pet sounds. days in the wake. add more here... what do all of these records share in common? a perfect first song. no silly "intro" or weird little instrumental bit, but a song that makes you want to listen to the entire rest of the album, even the dumb songs, because the first point of genius has taken place, the lame stuff will be over shortly and there may be something else even better waiting just beyond. think of it any song besides "schizophrenia" had started sister. the whole record would change. what about a different sequence for dinosaur's perfect second lp "you're living all over me"? a different kick-off track? no way. the proof comes in the form of the first clash lp, which had different sequences and songs on the american and british version. i think clash city rockers is the first song on both, maybe? but who cares!!! the album is less than perfect because the sequence is all mixed up, and "clash city rockers" is NOT the perfect first song on either or any version. led zeppelin's "houses of the holy" could have been an amazingly perfect recording if only they put the songs in a better order (and gotten rid off that lame ass filler song on the end of side one.) fleetwood mac "Rumors". ultimate first song "second hand news". it just kind of opens the door for what seems like a perfect record, even if some of the songs are weak... all of this totally relates to life and ideas as well, but the ways in which a perfect first song translate into the formulation of a perfect life is really tricky, because it has nothing to do with time at all, much less the time it takes to formulate perfection. the way it gets into building the perfect life has a lot more to do with trusting yourself, and forgiving yourself for your past. in many ways believing that at any point, no matter how bad things have become, there's more than enough hope that the perfect beginning is happening. this is a fundamental and ALMOST COMPLETELY SUB-CONSCIOUS IDEA AND CONCEPT!!!!!! it disgusts me to think i would even begin to discuss it, so i will bite my own teeth out of my mouth and say no more. i think diaryland pages are such a beautiful and excellent thing. just think of what a strange and in many ways dishonest format for communication they can be, but how in so many other ways, no one needs to communicate anything to anyone but themselves here. but then in other ways, it's cool to know i can say that i called you a bunch tonight, and even though you now have an answering machine, it was busy every time... and maybe you'll see it and smile to yourself. last night i realized that i was made for a very different kind of life than the one i sometimes trick myself into having. i don't mind waiting for the right times to happen, because while you're having the wrong times, or maybe just false times, you're still waiting, you just don't think you are. this means you can miss a lot. god, even the worst and most horrible parts are beautiful and presh-us. *** listen to: jessica bailiff, prince, black sabbath, the right back molar being removed, godspeedyoublackemporer, emporer, pillow, town & country, music from louisville, the things your friends tell you, the things you don't want to hear, the world outside your head, your own voice, the need, trocar, jaks, wolf eyes with spykes, music from michigan, your band, my band, their band, gold band, silver band, records, time, advice, remissions, missions, emergency, you. 05:41:27 - 2000-11-02 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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