"Perhaps most important is the beginning of what has become known as the "punk explosion". 1977 saw the release of several pivotal albums in the development of punk music. Widely-acknowledged as masterpieces and among the earliest first full-length purely punk albums, the Ramones' Rocket to Russia, the Jam's In the City, Iggy Pop's Lust for Life, the debut by the Clash, The Clash, The Damned's Damned, Damned, Damned, Skrewdriver's All Skrewed Up, Wire's Pink Flag, Richard Hell & the Voidoids' Blank Generation, Elvis Costello's My Aim Is True, the Dead Boys' Young, Loud and Snotty, the Sex Pistols' Never Mind the Bollocks, Here's the Sex Pistols, and Television's Marquee Moon are usually considered their respective masterpieces, and kick-started punk music as the musical genre it eventually became. The year also saw the release of debut albums by bands often associated with, if not defined as, punk, such as Talking Heads' Talking Heads: 77, Suicide's Suicide, and Motörhead's Motörhead. The year was also the year of formation for the B-52's, Black Flag, Crass, Discharge and X"
So I was reading something about as geeky as it gets and ran across this quote:
"...it's much harder to predict stupidity than intelligence"
Which is probably the smartest thing I have read in some time.
link to uber geeky article here.
why does everyone have to look bored?
why does everyone have to look mad?
why does everything have to be squared away perfectly?
smiles are not art I guess.
action is not art I guess.
inactivity FTW in the art world.
take note.
the dryer the better.
be still those dust motes.
I dine on a cold sandwich bought by my gone to new york weekend girlfriend and budweiser brought here by rock and rollers.
Free dinner, in other words.
Been going through a odd phase with this blog for some time now, I guess pretty much since I left my job and went freelance. When I was working for someone else it was much easier to turn off the "work" side of my head and just write whatever came to my head. But now when I sit down here all I can think about is work.
All those analogies about the still / clear mind you read about in Zen have some merit I guess. It's interesting to see the difference between working for yourself and working for a corporation and how it effects you. When you strike out on your own you start living on adrenaline and fear. Adrenaline comes from landing the big jobs and figuring out how the hell you are gonna get it done. The Fear comes from always wondering where the next check will come from. But that whole nagging, "what am I doing with my life" feeling one gets working for someone else melts away under all that heat.
Now that I feel more comfortable with this whole lifestyle of working I am trying to shift it a bit to make more room for my creative spaces that I need in my head. Which includes writing this dumb navel gazing shit every now and again. LOL!
And it work time.