My dad used to use a word with a great deal of frequency: mishegas. To put it plainly, mishegas = wack.For example, did any of you catch this mishegas on Letterman last week while we were away?
What utter horseshit. It’s f’n over kids—nothing to see here. And I mean NOTHING.
I hadn’t really planned on taking last week off. In fact I had a whole theme developed and a graphic—but then I thought better of it.
The theme was to be bands that you’d never ever see at TVD that many folks LOVE that I f’n loathe. Gouge-out-the-eyes loathing. Liiike – say, REM, Counting Crows, Phish, Jimmy Buffett ...and you guys who count yourselves fans of that mindlessness would tell me what I’m missing.But frequent bouts with nausea kept that concept at bay.
I finally watched the movie ‘Doubt’ last night. Near the beginning of the film Philip Seymour Hoffman’s character Father Flynn delivers a sermon to the packed pews regarding ‘Faith’ versus ‘Doubt’ within a religious construct. Despite the prevalence of ‘Doubt’ among the faithful, he said, we’re all together within this community struggling to put the pieces together and makes sense of what we’re given and what we retain, what we value, and what we cast aside.
My friends, I have a music blog, but I also have Doubts. Won’t you join me?
Starling Electric - Black Ghost/Black Girl (Mp3)
Bram Tchaikovsky - Girl of My Dreams (Mp3)
The Jags - Back Of My Hand (Mp3)
Ian Gomm - Hold On (Mp3)
Portastatic - I Wanna Know Girls (Mp3)
