Friday, February 26, 2010

I Predict Reinvention

I grew up on two things: TV and music. I remember watching basic cable on my TV and thinking that this was all the programming there was in the world. I remember listening to the radio and believing this is the best music has to offer. And sure, I occasionally watched Sesame Street or the news and listened to talk radio, but I always flipped it back to my favorite respective stations with shows chockfull of zany zingers and catchy-sounding songs.
Nothing kept my interest as hard as I tried. Every few days I would scooter to a video rental place my dad always went to and rent a movie under new releases. I’ll always remember the first time I saw two, Anaconda and An Inconvienent Truth; the latter because it was actually pretty entertaining and showed me PBS didn't have a death vice of boredom on everything educational and Anaconda because the first thing you see in the movie is lesbian sex which was epic for me because I was around twelve at the time. My dad also had a DVD of Woodstock '99—which had flashes of boobies. Opening scene was Jame Brown. I remember seeing Alannis Morrisette, Rage Against the Machines, The Roots, and Sheryl Crow perform and thinking they were boring. However, I thought Insane Clown Posse was great, causing a regrettable addiction to "dimented hip hop" for a few years.
Then movies lost their touch with me. To compensate, I began staying up to watch late night shows; Conan O'Brien was funnier than Leno even back then. And every Saturday night there would be a debate between watching Saturday Night Live or Mad TV. Mad TV would usually win; back then they had a guy that did a hilarious impression of Shaq and another guy that did John Madden; Shaq would make jokes and accusations about Kobe and Madden would make infomercials for food, buckets of chicken usually. Of course, looking back on this I'm wondering what I was thinking in making these choices—except the one about Conan. Rage Against the Machines and The Roots were as much musicians as they were social commentators, Sesame Street and Saturday Night Live have outplayed competition for a combined 76 years (SNL premiered on the same day as my birthday by the way), and Insane Clown Posse?! Really?! Looking back on those years definitely brings up an earth shattering WTF?! But then again, looking back on the “me last year” also brings up a huge WTF?! Why didn’t I realize the genius of Jimi Hendrix sooner? And as a writer, looking into my old pieces reminds me of looking into a dumpster.
There comes a time in every jittery man’s life where he must jumble himself and everything he holds to be true together and unravel completely altered. I tell myself it'll happen again like a weatherman tells everyone to have their umbrellas ready. This constant reinventing is who I am. I would still be doing the same things as I did in the past, last month, or yesterday if I didn’t suddenly look up and think to myself, “why am I doing this?” or “what else is there I could be doing?”
As likely as a weatherman can predict rain, I wonder if I'll ever settle. Change is a constant in my life, I’m bound to transform sooner or later and I wouldn’t have it any other way, or at least until I get free time.

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Mashari Told Me To Blog

Today was a lazy Saturday, it was raining, and VH1 was running its series "Best of..." about the 80s and 90s. I like video games a lot. For me, it's like: you'll always have time to study but opportunites to do nothing and play video games are rare. Has anyone seen the Olympics? Yeah me neither. I did catch the opening ceremony which was pretty interesting for the Winter Olympics. And what about that new "We Are The World" video? As a music enthusiast and constant critic of the arts, it was garbage. Justin Bieber?? Is he even in high school yet? Miley Cyrus and Lil Wayne make me cringe. Good thing I have my LastFm and their amazing library of music to cancel out pop trash. I also gave blood a couple days ago. It was red.