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With the banality of his life swarming his thoughts, he quite suddenly swerved at the mongrel, who had greeted him everyday for the past 5 years, en route to and from work. He momentarily thought of stopping to ensure the dog was dead, but there were people stopped on the walkway, and he didn't feel up to explaining his actions. White knuckled, he gripped the wheel of the van and disappeared around the city block.

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It was more in the vast openness of solitude that he had always been more comfortable anyway, beneath a January-violet sky, enjoying the shimmer and sparkle of the blue snow and distant stars alike. The pending change would have little affect on his life.

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When he had been told that as a punishment, he would view the world through only a crimson lens, the boy had been taken aback. Was this just? Did the punishment fit the crime? Oh, how his life would change!

i miss that

... you know that feeling of solitude/smallness/witnessing something so big all by yourself and it's captivating because its importance is so huge at that moment, even if it's only finding yourself in a clearing in the forest that just maybe, maybe no one has experienced at this time on this day from this angle ever before or ever will again? (just maybe)... I miss that. I haven't had it in a LONG time.

Music That Matters

Does music matter anymore? When I was growing up, it did. It mattered a lot. It's tough to put yourself, being 31, because we're all 31-those of us commenting on today's music and wistfully looking back at 1994 as the epicentre of music history-into today's context. There are just a ton of Shitty Shitty bands out there haphazardly put together by record labels, make-up artists, and image manufacturers...BUT, there are bands that matter- some defunct, some that continue to challenge in spite of popular trends, and some that pioneered the popular trends. In the following posts- loosely glossed together over the next while*, I'll post the bands that I think matter to music.