blogate

i have the feeling inside that i'm treading familiar territory with this post. i also have the feeling that blogging about that territory is just plain bad style. done-to-death. never one to shy away from bad style or...well, i don't like "done-to-death" but...but, damn the torpedos, i'm doin' it anyway.

here's what i'm talking about: for one, i've realized for the last couple of days that i feel the need for maintainence blogging. number two, i've started using the word "blog" in combination with in other words (that's the really done-to-death part.)

"blog-" this or that. or "...-blog." i've occasionally been going through my day and thought something like "hmmm, that has some blogability to it." ocassionally i'm bored, or short on blogspiration, so i bloghop.

anyway, i've reached a point where i've begun to feel a sense of responsibility for writing something on here. i call it bloguilt. i'm too proud (and long-winded) to just do the blog-minimum and write a short, random thought. i've set a precedent of writing long posts, and blogdammit!, i'm stickin' to it.

anyway, i got squat to write. i'm bloblank.

that's why i went bloghopping this morning--to look for something inspirational. i checked kelly love johnson's blog--a person i've never met--for something. she maintains the most consistantly entertaining blog i've seen so far in my short bloglife. while she was entertaining, i didn't find too much to respond to there, except to mention in her comments section that the bagpipes are a scottish instrument, not irish.

so then i did something different--i went on a googlebinge. i looked at websites for foley artists (the people that add post-production sound to movies). i was trying to find the movie sound of an early 70's cop's shoes walking. a crunchy sound that i associate with the crunchy sound from yesterday's cornmeal...mill. i didn't find it.
i did, however, find "the wilhelm scream." google it yourself to find out what it is.

anyway, i ended up back in familiar territory by looking at kurt elling's website. he's my favorite jazz singer. his specialty is a style called "vocalise. " i think that's how you spell it. vocalise is the art of putting someone else's poem into song. he does a stunning rendition of a rilke poem called "how the thimble came to be god" sung to the tune of paul desmond's sax solo from "balcony rock." he calls the whole conglomerate "those clouds are heavy, you dig?"

i wanted to see if he was performing in boston any time soon---and, lo and behold--he's gonna be a spoleto! (spoleto is charleston's much balleyhooed arts festival).

be there, or be square.

(number of times i used the word "blog" in this post: 17)