life

I’m not a failure, I’m just a work in progress

So the last time I posted on this blog was in September of 2016. Over those two and a half years I’ve kept on paying for the domain name in hope that one day I’d get back to it. Well today is that day.

In that time I’ve been both busy and not so busy. At times I was studying. Other times I was still continuing my long quest of self discovery. Scrolling back down to see some of the posts I made in 2014 and 2015 make me both happy and sad (nice Kasey Musgraves reference that I’ve managed to shoe-horn in within the first 100 words). On one hand some of the posts show how much I’ve been able to grow. On the other the posts also expose some of the emotions I was feeling at the time I’m still feeling right now. I’m constantly fighting myself in my head to remind myself that I’m not a failure, just a work in progress.

With all that said, it’s so much easier to say I’m a work in progress without putting the work in. That’s probably been my downfall in a lot of aspects of my life. Not putting the work in. My mental health suffered for so long because I expected everything to get better on its own. Even when I read my last post, all about mental health I stated: “…in the long run I’ll be fine. Everything will all work out somehow”. I know now that to be not true. (more…)

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Generations

I’ve literally done nothing today, and I’m totally fine with that. Isn’t that what Sunday’s are for. I remember when I was seventeen I used to work every single Sunday. The shift was 11.30 until 4.30. It was the worst time for a shift, taking up the majority of the day, leaving a small amount of time in the mornings and afternoons to myself. It made the end of the weekend’s pretty shitty, espeically witht he thought of school the next day, and then work after that.

So I guess thats why I appricate days like this. I’ve spent most of my day reading James Andrew Miller & Tom Shales’ ‘Live From New York’ book on the history of ‘Saturday Night Live’. Which is cool, but I thought the 40th annivasery special was on a Saturday night, meaning Sunday midday here. Unkown to me it was always gonna be on a Sunday night, so Monday Australian time. Which is fine, but I might not be watching it for a few days now.

What am I currently listening too you ask? Well my iTunes is on shuffle, but I’m cheating by picking which songs stay in the up next bar up top. Which is a convenient tool, and the only worthy addition to iTunes in the past few years. I had “You Can Call Me Al” by Paul Simon on before, which reminds me of the summer before I strated my senior year, because I was playing the fuck out of Graceland at the time. I just had playing “Wild Is The Wind” by David Bowie off his Station to Station album, a favourite of mine. I only just relaised that it was a cover.

Normally I’m more of a live in the moment person, but I wish I had a photo of Studio 8H, that I got to admire for a good ten minutes behind glass while I waited to enter Seth Meyer’s monologue rehesal in the studio adjuacent.

“Coke?”
“No Coke! Pepsi?

Boy

“Age is foolish and forgetful when it underestimates youth.”

Does it make anyone uncomfortable seeing a sixty year old interviewing 5 Seconds Of Summer and trying to act young and hip to fit it. Just No!

I understand you are “experienced” in what you do, but there comes a time when you just aren’t suited anymore.

And there is more than one that is holding on. Holding on while they can, while someone with more of grasp on the year 2014 is waiting in the shadows.

Vulture Street

I remember hearing someone saying Fleetwood Mac was the most overrated band in the world. My thought was “who gave you the right to have that opinion”. Even though I thought they were one of the best bands in the world, and still do, I realise that he did have a right to his opinion.

In this twitter age that we live in, it has become more accessible to not only put your opinion out there, but have a screen to hide behind, leading to a overly critical feel to all things pop culture.

Now although I do look into a lot of things, and yes I do tweet along to some television shows, I try to stay away from being too negative. It takes something of really bad quality to get me so dissatisfied and to put a tweet out there. Adam Sandler’s ‘Jack & Jill’ comes to mind in this instance. He is lucky I was on a plane and wasn’t able to tweet anything. In the end I won, by stopping the film thirty minutes in.

A show that everyone has been critical of lately is Saturday Night Live. Sure maybe the show hasn’t been to a standard it has been to in the past, but looking back there have been lot’s of points in the shows forty year run, when everyone was saying the magic was gone, only for the show to come back stronger than ever. Is tweeting out week after week that the current cast and crew of SNL are sucking going to help them achieve anything great? Nope, most likely will only make them feel worse about their performance, when they are already under a huge amount of stress doing a show live week after week. So maybe next time while you’re watching the show, and you’re not enjoying it, turn off the television, instead of tweeting, and then come back in two years. Because I’m sure by then, we will have some massive stars on our hand, and the praise will be flowing in for how good the show is again.