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Exhausted (jeopardizing the fun)
February 01, 2009 18:56 (about 3 years ago)
The last weeks had it in them; nothing too unusual, but lots of that (perhaps a tad to much). Work was filling up the hours, day and night, and now after having a day that spawned out in front with a pleasing emptiness, a feel a strange lack of purpose. Your body gets used to anything, be it too little sleep or too high stress levels, and if you break with the rhythm you notice how out of whack things around you have actually gotten. Anyways, I spent most of the day sorting music (something I have been doing intensely when time permits). Today I reached H and realized that I am not even half way through my collection. While this sorting procedure is intended to be fun, it also feels a bit like a chore, a job to be done, with a strong focus on the ultimate goal- the moment of complete order. But as I continue to buy, download and sort, I am actually not moving forward. Today I reached the conclusion that it is not about the goal, but about the path that leads there. The fun is in the path, not the goal. If you are two focused on the goal, you jeopardize the fun. I spent most of the last weeks saying ‘as soon as X is done, I will do Y’ which has lead to much neglect… one should not forget what is important, and always find the time to do whatever that may be. Otherwise you’ll find yourself speeding by all the important stuff to end up at nothing much but a tick on a todo list. Todays path was listening. One of the ‘H’ artists I was plowing through today was Hawksley Workman, a fellow Canadian from Ontario. And while listing to his excellent 2003 album “(Last Night We Were) The Delicious Wolves” a stumbled over a total gem. Although I new “Dirty and True”, it was like I was hearing it for the first time. Without knowing what it really is about, it feels like bear necessity stuff, deep and dark, with many tempi changes, small and large climaxing and some serious message passing through a megaphone to strange east european sounding harmonies in the grand final. It was, so to speak, a path defining moment. I dropped the sorting for the day and engaged in blissful listening only – a strategy I can recommend.








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