the inexpressible

tonight I had some spare time. like an hour and a half or so. not terribly common these days. I thought about working on some music, but I decided I would immerse myself in other peoples' music for awhile. I've found that in my load of itunes gift cards that I got over the holidays/my birthday, I've downloaded quite a bit of coldplay. I'm really diggin the viva la vida album. and the artwork on the album cover...totally a perfect match for the feel of the music on that record. I'm skeptical to use the word brilliant, but whatever the next lower synonym in your vocabulary is - that's what it is.

man, I want to write songs that give take you somewhere. I feel like great songs, especially "lovers in japan/reign of love" and "lost!" (and other non-coldplay songs) totally release a different part of you - release every alter ego you have. they release you from the bounds of your physical location. you could be anywhere. I don't even know if that makes sense. I probably sound like I'm on drugs. it's hard to express the inexpressible. unfortunately, even if I am ever able to create this for other people with my music, I don't know if it would have the same effect on myself. I have this thing that whenever I read something out loud in a group setting I am unable to retain most of what I am reading. I think it's the same with music. I can't feel for myself what I want others to feel with what I create.

but that's what is so beautiful about art. you feel different realities. there are these songs, paintings, photos, films, writings, that use your imagination to take you away while everything else fades to white noise. to me, there are few better things we experience in the human life.