My sincerest condolences go out to the friends and families of the recent fire victims in Oakland, California. I do not plan to go into detail regarding the Ghost Ship’s fire, but you can read it here. It light of the tragic event, I would like to share some of my thoughts.
I have always had a love and admiration for unique art and music venues created for the people by the people. I’ve seen art shows held in garages and music played in a unique music venues including a bus. So the fire really struck a chord with me.
I’ve heard about warehouse shows back when I wrote an article about hardcore dancing in my college days. Though I never attended an Oakland warehouse show, I have always wanted to experience going to one. In addition, I may even want to throw another event on my own.
It’s such a tragic day for the people who’ve lost someone this past day. If you plan to attend any large to semi-large event, please know where the exits are. And if you plan to have any drinks, then drink responsibly. And please take all precautionary measures necessary if you plan to throw events. There are too many lives at risk.
You can view more pictures of the Ghost Ship here.
Update: I know this has nothing to do with the Oakland fire, but I just found out that my coworker lost his house this weekend due to a fire. I am at a loss for words regarding this. If you feel obligated to help him and his family, you can go to his gofundme account here.
This week’s rump shaker “Konigspudel” comes from Hamburg, Germany’s own Peter Zimmermann. The song is featured on his recent album Eine Nacht Mit Peter (I’m almost certain I’d butcher the name if I tried to pronounce it). But anyway, you can purchase the album here. Now go out there and shake your rump! Shake it I tells you!
While at work today I experienced a feeling of disgust. I could equate the feeling to getting my heart broken by a lady crush or smelling a stranger’s fart. Not cool. Not fucking cool at all. You don’t have to be an egghead to realize that the feeling pretty much blew (I apologize for any egg-headed folk I may have offended).
I know I’m not the only person out there that experiences the feeling of, how should I say this, unbelongingness (yes, I made that word up). There are a shit ton of us out there, dang it, I know it! We’re the dreamers, the go-getters, the ones with a fucking chip on our shoulders (on occasion).
Maybe I’m just being a bitter Barry, but it didn’t take me long to see the silver lining in what I do. Sure it’s not where I will be in the future, but there are many things I wouldn’t have experienced or been able to afford without it. Why hell, I even enjoy most of the folks I work with.
It’s funny how a single emotion can literally alter one’s perception of reality. The truth is, I think, the body finds instinctual ways to tell you something is wrong and you’re penalized if you don’t do anything about it. I can personally attest to my statement through the non-rewarding feeling I get after a long day of work or even my attitude when I’m out with friends. The feeling is unavoidable.
I cannot stress the importance of finding the good in all that you do, however, it is more important to optimize your service by doing what you’re intended to do. In turn, your enthusiasm to serve will not only reflect in what you do, but it will also reflect in your day-to-day interactions. Fight on, people, fight on.
I’m going to keep it plain and simple today ladies and gentlemen. I believe faith without deeds is dead. On the flip side of that I also believe a deed without faith is dead. Action without a firm belief in what you’re doing is wasted energy…unless you eventually build faith in what you do. Think on it, meditate on it, and act on it.
On my way to work this morning I was thinking about the New Year. I was thinking about what skill/new habit I would like to carry over into 2017. It took me a second to think about it, but I finally thought to myself that I would love to maintain my passion for creating music and artistic expression.
In my lifetime I’ve taken on a number of hobbies ranging from break dancing, basketball, drawing, and skateboarding. There were times where I wanted to make most of these activities full time professions. I’d spend countless hours trying to perfect these hobbies. I would watch videos, read, and put in work. My passion would last for years.
But something would always change my way of thinking. My desire to be great turned into boredom. The practice transformed into monotony. I would give up when times were hard. I would ultimately think I wasn’t worthy.
It took some serious reflection for me to realize a pattern. No one has kept me from achieving my goals besides myself. I never knew about persistence, smart work, or finding a mentor. I always thought that either you had it or you didn’t.
When I really think about artistic creation I have come to realize that there is no such thing as competition. There is only one you and there will never in the world’s existence be another you. As long you stay true to yourself and put everything you have in what you do, there will a dedicated group of followers that will support you.
It is also equally important to be flexible. Sometimes your visions don’t pan out exactly how you plan them, but the end result is usually the direction you are destined for (damn that came of as new-agey *shrug*).
So I decided that I will showcase artists I discover on Soundcloud that have unique sounds. The first artist, Arling, comes from Sweden. His song The Hidden Teleport gives me that instant head-bobbleness. Rock on, Arling, rock on.
1. lack of interest, concern, or sympathy.
“she shrugged, feigning indifference”
Ahh indifference, the silent killer. It’s the insidious source of power that chips away at our dreams and goals without us even knowing about it. It’s the feeling of knowing what to do, but not feeling concerned enough to do a damn thing about it. It can also be the friend that cares more about their chipped nail than your profound insights about life.
How has this been ignored? I’ve seen one too many films of people going out to reach their dreams only to face opposition. They are confronted with enemies, family members, or peers that laugh in their face when they talk of their goals. They are told “You’re crazy” or “You can’t do it,” only to prove their frenemies wrong in the end.
But what about those sneaky indifferent bastards? What about the folks that have the glazed over look in their eyes after you spilled your guts to them about your aspirations? Or even the ones who don’t even care to acknowledge your progression? Maybe I’m an attention whore, but dammit if I tell you something I’m passionate about that means you are important enough to know about it!
We all live busy lives. And a good amount of us have goals and are in the process of getting them. So I understand how it can be difficult to lend your ear or even give a shit about someone else’s goal. I get it. But it is also important to understand the way in which nature works. You must be able to give in order to receive. Trees provide oxygen (and much more) and receive water; a dog gives unconditional love and receives a caring owner (in most cases); and a bee makes honey from nectar (which they also eat). It’s a sweet circle (pun unintended).
So the next time you feel like taking a nap while a friend or loved one is sharing a desire of importance to you, give them your undivided attention. Let them know that you care. Be genuinely interested in other people. You might be surprised with what you receive in the end.