Samstag, 27. Jul 2013, 14:08
Oh Lordy, you know it's been a long time since you remembered to login when you forget your password for a site you used to religiously login to, like it depended on your last breath right?
Wrong.
It's even worse when you look at the stuff you've been listening to and it's at least 2 years out of date, or its been so long since you plugged your iPod, iPad or phone into a computer that has a scrobbler installed!
Indeed jilted. I'm starting to do that "oh Christ I'm turning 30 in 2 months!" Thing.
Subsequently, I'm reverting back to a state of reflection, back in the day I was a bit of a 90s rock/metal head… Which never gets old, in fact I listen to much more rock and metal than I care to admit, but in my growing phases, I'm moving past stuff I used to see as safe; piss off the parents but still get to keep my hifi, safe. Now I'm dabbling in stuff they'd surely want to murder me for. Death metal and screamo they could handle, but this stuff is more like "turn that noise off!".
I'm talking electro, Dubstep, deep trance, progressive house, drum & bass… A lot of which was around when I was just a teenage clubber wannabe.
The Dubstep, electro and hard style stuff is vastly different, it's heavier, noisy, more chaotic even than death metal, the Dubstep stuff especially can be quite aggressive, but somehow manages to melt my core… It's gotta be the bass… Or the random way it all comes together… Some of it is very clever. My morning city commute turns into a melt your brain and irritate the other passengers type of affair, but, it seems my bus-dwelling compatriots don't seem to mind (noise cancelling headphones, gods gift to music lovers), but hell, I don't need to hear them, coz lets face it I can't! But as far as I know they can't hear me either haha.
It's 3:45am, I'm curled up under a duvet on the couch, cat at my feet, noise cancelling headphones in my new iPod, Aviici melting my brain into a form of funky goo… I discovered Avicii last year when my last housemate (who fancies himself a bit of a DJ) forced it down my metal loving throat. He sort of reminded me I wasn't always about The Boots of Doom & Destruction and goth … Er… Everything, and that once upon a time I relished in the bouncy bass and mellow electro of progressive house.
I missed it so much, that's all I listen to these days. Breaking Ben and Evanescence is taking second space to Skrillex and Avicii at the moment, and I'm prepping my ex housemate for a 4 hour mixed set he and his girlfriend are going to perform for my 30th birthday. I've booked the underground of a well known nightclub, saved some money for a decent bar tab, and I'm hoping all of my attendees are as hyped as I am that I'm moving into another age bracket.
Mind you, I look at my baby brother these days, and he's not a baby anymore, he's a man. He's still my dorky little brother, but his youthful late teens make me realise just how weathered I am. I wonder if I can still pull off the cool big sister thing? Probably, he hits more clubs than I do, and I've got all of the stuff he listens to (and its 20 years after the fact). Sigh. I guess progressive house just doesn't get old… I'm hoping that it means that I won't get old either!
So as I get older, I'm reverting back to a childlike state, where I'm listening to stuff from my late teens, I'm taking risks, like being in a relationship with an older guy, getting piercings that would mortify your grandma, and tainting my skin for the rest of my life with wickedly tasteful ink.
I'm growing my hair, against my will I might add, but its for a good cause. My best friend is getting her crazy arse married, and I'm a bridesmaid. My preferred stylishly crazy short haircuts have to wait until summer this year. Though, I'd like to see how long I can get it before I give up and hack it all off… It's almost to my shoulders, possibly mid way down my back, I don't know. I'm forever tying it up out of the way so it doesn't get caught in my eyebrow piercing :/
Such is the sacrifice one must make for a best friend, and if it means waiting til November, so be it…
Ahh, I'm just talking shit now, the tiredness has set in. I'm gonna have to stop this late night foray into sleeplessness and bangin tunes.
Yeah right…!
omfgeekette, signing off