Thursday, 10 March 2005
I'm having a musical period of my life right now. I've started buying CDs again, and am expanding what I listen to. Latest acquisition is Kelly Clarkson's second CD, Breakaway. I have never watched American Idol, nor have I listened to any of the others who came out of it. But I heard the title track on the radio and I liked it, and it sounded like Kelly instead of like over-produced mega-manufactured focus-grouped music, and I thought I'd try it. It was on sale, so I went for it.
I have a few minor issues with bits of it (one word choice that jarred, for example), but it's a lot better than her first one. It rocks a bit more, and it sounds a lot more genuine. I've only heard it once so I'm not going to recommend it yet. I'll let you know.
Another recent acquisition is Mi Sangre from Juanes. It's a lot like his previous CD, Un Dia Normal. Also not sure about this one yet. I know I like it, not sure how memorable it will be. I'm still listening to Minnie Driver's Everything I've Got in my Pocket, and Gwen Stefani. What else? Hmm.
Oh! Brenda Fassie! There's a foundation started by Nelson Mandela to assist people living with AIDS, and they released a Brenda Fassie Greatest Hits CD here. I've never been able to find anything by her except one song on a Putumayo compilation CD, so I was thrilled to run into this. I've always wanted to hear the Queen of African Pop, and she does NOT disappoint. The big bummer is that I left it at work so I don't get to listen to it this weekend, but given how much other music I have right now, I can't really complain. Listening to it does make me really sad that Fassie died last year at the grand old age of forty.
I will give more information on the foundation when I have the CD in my hands. I think it's the 66664 foundation or something like that; it's based on the prisoner number Mandela was given. If anyone knows, email me and I'll post it.
Tuesday, the Ides of March
I started this last Thursday and then came down with something. I've been sick since Friday, I'm still under the weather and cranky and I took a three-hour nap when I got home from work. I've been up just over two hours since then and I'm ready to take my nyquil and go back to sleep. But first, I have been thinking and I want to write.
I have been feeling, a lot lately, disconnected. I don't know if I'm taking my introspection another step further, or if I've pulled away from the world and the people in it. Maybe I've just been sick a lot. Maybe there's something wrong that's so deep and subconscious that all my energy is going there even though my conscious self hasn't acknowledged it yet. I don't know, I just know I have a hard time dealing with people for longer than a few minutes.
I'm reading young adult books again, which is generally a sign I haven't energy to spare for complex stories. Something is going on, but I don't know what yet. Then again, the state of the world, the state of my job, and the state of my health combined could be enough to keep me preoccupied for a while.
I have what Mr D had two weeks ago. He was home sick for just over a week. I managed two days off work, with the weekend between them. I probably should have stayed home today, but I didn't want to. I can only take so much sitting around the house feeling punk before I start to get crazy, and I'm sure the months of unemployed depression I went through are really not helping me there. After a day or two, I start to feel like I'm spiralling back into that mental state, and I just can't take it.
Two things that helped me get through being sick this time: I finally watched the 1982 version of The Scarlet Pimpernel and I fell quite in love with Percy (those eyes!); and I have watched the entirety of my Def Leppard DVD. I'd read The Scarlet Pimpernel before, and ran into the DVD one visit to the movie store. I don't think we've had it long. It was absolutely perfect, I loved it, and I really want to watch all 2 hours and 15 minutes of it again. I love Sir Ian McKellen anyway and he's brilliant, but I don't think I'd ever seen Anthony Andrews before. His performance was everything it should be, and watching him go back and forth from daredevil honorable man of action to simpering fop with his "Sink me!" was amazing.
As for the Def Leppard, Mr D bought me the video on request years ago. I have loved the Lep since the early 80s, and I guess I still do (despite only ever having three of their records, two of which have disappeared over the years). They look like they're having such a good time out there, it makes me want to hang out with them and be friends. It does not hurt that Phil Collen reminds me very much of my Welsh boyfriend. Sigh. I wish I knew where he was, that Welshman. Some day I intend to find out and say hi, but I'm not quite sure how to do that. Maybe I'll show up at his parents' bakery in a small town in Wales and see if they'll tell me. Anyway, the DVD I have has a bunch of their videos, with little bits in between like silent movie exposition, telling the story of the video or what happened between times. Then they have interviews with the band as it is now, which is weird. The original guitar player died years ago, and the guy who replaced him isn't in any of the videos (the music videos don't go beyond Slang, which I know came out in 1996 because I saw them at the Gorge for that tour). The bass player has something wrong with half his face, which is really weird. (And wow was he a cutie!) Anyway. Nostalgia and music that makes me happy with a bunch of guys who look like just guys having a good time, and it all helped me get through the weekend.
I have a cat here who is hungry. He wants me to stop typing and feed him, which I will in a minute. I am about to go finish off my first dish cloth courtesy of a pattern from Catness (one of my friends from Chicklit). It's the first thing I've made with a pattern to it. Exciting! This knitting thing is kind of fun. I'm still at the stage where I'm trying to get a lot of practice in on things where if I goof, it's not a big deal. Mr D took me shopping for yarns on Sunday, after I finished the one skein of yarn I'd bought. I got I think five skeins of various colors for making random things with. One I intend to knit into a little scarf for myself, two are for making dish cloths (which I'm sure people will be getting for presents once I master tension), and then there are a couple for whatever I decide to make with them. Just stuff. Yes, apparently I am collecting a stash. How unsurprising!
Okay, the headache and the cat are getting me. I must go. I hope you're all well. I'm sure I will be, as soon as my head stops hurting. Painkillers, here I come.
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