Category: Writing

  • Roots of My Humor

    As I was writing in my journal this morning, I asked myself the question; when did I find a certain thing funny? When did I start looking at funny things as an art, and not a reaction to a situation that involuntarily made me laugh?

    The first thought that came to mind was Monty Python’s Philosophers’ Football Match sketch.

    I remember first seeing it when I was about 10 or so, on PBS. One of my older brothers was watching Monty Python on a Saturday night, and I happened to still be up and watched it with him. Just about all of it went over my head, and I couldn’t figure out why my brother found this funny at all. Then the Philosophers’ sketch came on. What I remember finding humorous about it was that ancient Greeks were playing football against Germans. The silly nonsense of it struck me as funny.

    Jump ahead a few years to high school, and I take a Humanities class, which was basically an intro to world philosophy. We learn about the ancient Greeks, the early Christians theologians, Renaissance thinkers, the Age of Enlightenment, all the way to modern existentialists. Arty/farty me just ate that stuff up. I was, in my mind, a brilliant high school artist, and all this philosophy stuff was exactly what someone like me needed to become… an artist?

    About this same time, the Comedy Channel debuts, and they happen to show Monty Python. As all nerdy boys will attest, you have to watch Monty Python; it a rite of passage. So, as I watched, the Philosophers’ sketch came on, which I remembered watching with my brother… And then I really watch it.

    It was a lightbulb moment for me.

    Funny could be really smart, and you should never talk down to your audience.

    It seems silly now, but for 17-year-old me, it was like learning that, yes, you can do this; you can be smart and funny at the same time, they are not mutually exclusive.

    As I write this, it also taught me another valuable lesson, they funniest people are usually the smartest as well.

  • The Beatles (The White Album) Super Deluxe Edition

    I listened to the 50th Anniversary Super Deluxe Edition of The White Album yesterday and today. I have been waiting for this to come out for some time, as I am a super Beatles fan. Over all, I am very happy with what they put out in this edition.

    My first impression is that the remixing of the original album is great. The music on this mix is much sharper, clearer, and also, they pulled forward sounds that had been lost in the background due to the use of a four track in the initial recording.

    The other treasure is the Esher Demos on the third disk, which were recordings made at George Harrison’s house of the songs that John, Paul and George had been working on for the new album. Some of these tracks had been released on the Anthology Three way back in the 90’s, but on this edition, 27 tracks were included. In these demos, we are given an amazing insight to the first drafts of some of these songs; some songs evolved, while others were pretty much complete and ready to go.

    The final three disks are outtakes from the studio, a few jams, and instrumental tracks. It is interesting to get a glimpse of the building of these songs, but in this presentation of this material, a false reality is created. These outtakes leave one feeling that The Beatles were having a great time recording in the studio, when the reality was quite different.

    Of the 30 original songs on The White Album, only 16 tracks had all four playing on them. The real sessions had arguments, and walk outs, and lots and lots of tension that would start the process of the band’s eventual breakup. I know the recording exists, as I have heard stories about it, and I wanted to hear the tape where John calls Paul a “fucking idiot,” because they were a band that was making great music while they didn’t like each other. That is an amazing accomplishment as well, and I want to hear how they did that, but that is not what is being presented. What we have is a celebration of a great album, and not a historical document.

  • To Do List

    After I took the kid to school, this morning, I hit on the idea that I should just make a list of everything that I want to accomplish today, and that way I will see that I got something done.

    It’s just a mind trick, but it is an affective one.

    Of the 10 things that I had on my list, I only have two left to go, and writing is one of the two, so I am checking that one off as we speak.

    Another item on the list was to start looking up freelance writing work, and I did find some listings. All of them want a list of published work, and writing samples. Well… as of this minute I have only one web-publish review of a “D” horror movie, and plenty of samples! I know that I just have to put myself out there and see what happens. When I read up on starting a freelance writing career, all the books suggest that one should focus on what they want to write about, and go after that. My problem is that I sort of want to explore everything.

    But I think everyone says that when it comes to career advice.

    And I often wonder about people who follow that advice. Do they actually know what they want to focus on, or do they pick one thing and go with it, no matter what?

    My gut tells me people pick something and go with it.

    I would like to stay open to things.

    Let’s see how long I can stick to it.

  • Where Did the Day Go

    I do get distracted a little too easily. I have been working on writing today, I think out of six hours, I have only written for about one of those.

    One hour was for lunch.

    I did read a review on a book of Sylvia Plath’s letters, that took an hour.

    So… I can account for three hours.

    That would mean I have procrastinated for three hours.

    I can admit that I got sucked down a rabbit hole of looking up stuff on the Dragonlance and D&D stuff earlier. But in my defense, I hadn’t thought about all of that for a very longtime. In junior high and early high school, I read all of those novels and was really into all of it.

    I have been reading the news all day about awful stuff that I know everyone is aware of.

    Since moving to California, I have been looking for a job, and it hasn’t gone the way I thought it would, as I still don’t have one. My thought was that I would be splitting my days job hunting and writing. The writing past hasn’t taken off as fast as I thought it would.

    What I want to believe is that I need time to relax after the month I have had, but that makes me feel guilty. Two people are depending on me to find a job, and that is what has taken over my thinking. “MUST FIND A JOB!”