Friday, April 12, 2013

Country Singer, aka Coal Miner's Daughter


For the last three days I just want to listen to Beck. And sometimes (in the last 3 days I’ve wanted to listen to Beck and) smoke and drink. Pot and/or cigarettes, bourbon and/or wine and/or water, I want to sit in the sun and/or rain and listen to Beck. And be quiet and alone with Beck and think. I am a grown-up so I don’t do this, just want to real, real bad.

Beck is easily my favorite solo artist (although he arguably has never been a “solo” artist with all of is samples and thievery and collaborations but that is semantics. He has a solo artist’s soul, vision, and drive. He makes music to make himself happy or to indulge whatever horror he’s just lived through.) He is great. And unlike a lot of artists that make music all over the place—Beck’s music is always good—no matter if it’s country or pop or alt or emo or dance—it’s always good.

Here are some of my favorite Beck songs—
The new one:

The only song with “Heather” in it (that doesn’t suck):

My favorite for the last year and a half or so (in love):

The country boy:

One more:

So, I want to make music and be fearless like Beck. I don’t want to copy him. I just want to learn to play guitar (better) and make songs that make me happy. 

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Mundane


Mundane /mənˈdān/ 1. Lacking interest or excitement; dull. 2. Of this earthly world rather than a heavenly or spiritual one

There are mornings when I make dinner early. I get up at six in the morning and start browning ground beef and dicing onions to make chili or mincing apricots and olives for lamb tagine. The house smells warm and epicurean and comfortingly odd--like breakfast for dinner but reverse. My brain works a little to figure out what time is really is--day or night, dinner or breakfast. What a lovely riddle. 

Usually on soup days, I eat soup for breakfast. Around 9 am when the soup is mostly ready, I have to taste for salt and seasoning. Today, it’s a cup of chili. I ate two cups of chili for breakfast. I made it with one chipotle pepper and a touch of dark chocolate--it has a deep, rich, slightly smoky flavor and it's a perfect breakfast. 

What did you have for breakfast?  Was it really mundane? Or extra ordinary?