Aural Fixation: Fall ’07 Edition

•20/03/2011 • Leave a Comment

I have read and re-read–in random magazines, books, heard on the television–how scent is linked to memory. I believe this to be true, having experienced the sensation myself, but I also believe aural sensations are highly undermined. For me, hearing a song from years past is reminiscent of seeing an excerpt or a page from that chapter of my life. It can make me feel strong, heady emotions of the era in question.

2007 was an unusual, but significant year for myself. I finally left an abusive relationship, re-invited an old friend into my life, expanded my freedom, met my future husband and at the same time let myself go entirely wild. When I think of that year, I recall the tumultuous road my life had been. My foolishness appears more carefree in reminiscing; the hormones and crushes ruling my body and stifling my mind, the late nights of work turn into parties and early exams. The make up, the bars, the dancing, sitting in a friend’s cramped apartment with 10 other people–most of which smoking, leaving the air putrid, a constant cloud swirling above us. Climbing fences and buildings at night when most were in bed… Those were honestly some of the best times I’ve had. I think will always look back on those times as some of my best.

One of the greatest men I ever had the pleasure to meet was still apart of that fragile world, my best friend and her littler brother lived a few blocks from me, rather than hours, I had a disposable income and a credit card. I was immature and acted a fool, life was lived for the pleasure of present. I made a lot of mistakes, but without them, I couldn’t be who I am today.

I dedicate this song to Sarah, we constantly listened to this band in the fall of 2007, cruising around Point in my Grand Am, spending late night’s at Tim and Clare’s, driving to Rothschild to visit Jeff and go to “The Bar”. The times I went to Southpoint with Nate and Nanyque, late nights at Toppers, playing World of Warcraft with Adam and Craig, sitting on their living-room floor. This defines a small point in my life, like a punctuation mark. I could see it as an exclamation point, but it would more likely be an ellipsis. A brief pause, waiting to go on, to continue with the subject… But things changed, life took a few turns, many of us taking different paths.

Tim got cancer, for the second time. After his death his wife left town, his ghosts were unbearable to her. Sarah changed jobs and moved away and so did her brother. Jeff and I moved twenty miles north and several more friends moved on as well. We all have different jobs and goals in life, and when a few of us manage to get together and raise a glass or pour a drink for a friend, it is short-lived. More of a vigil than a gathering of friends. Yet, when I listen to this song I feel as though those moments continue to move on, even if just in the recesses of our minds. And I can see it. The wind whipping through the car window, chilling the stale air, tangling my hair. Laughing with the music cranked, Sarah in my passengers seat and Matt in the back… Wishing that the night would never end…

Under the Dome…

•21/11/2010 • Leave a Comment

It has come to my attention that my husband is probably in some existential meltdown. Now, that probably sounds a mite dramatic, but the man–who has had the same hair cut since his birth in 1983–wants to shave his head. Okay, so I’m still dramatic.

But in lieu of his insane desire to rid his head of hair just as the Wisconsin winter approaches, I have decided to dedicate this post to famous bald men.

#10. Al Roker:

Even if he lost 1/2 a person, this man still seems jollier than Santa Clause himself. Plus, you know, obligatory TV weather man reference… or something.

#9. Bruce Willis:

He may have lost Demi to that no-talent arse-clown, but he still blew up the asteroid to save the world so Liv Tyler and Ben Affleck could get all touchy-feely on camera. And that’s something. Plus, he is way more of an action hero than Vin Disel will ever be.

#8. Britney Spears:

I know what you’re going to say “Britney isn’t a man!” but honestly–look. This is probably the most “real” anyone’s seen of this woman since she started churning out tunes and babies in the ’90s.

#7. Andre Agassi:

‘Cause let’s face it. If he still had hair, we’d have to look at this:

Also, totally wanted to feature this because he’s one of my favorites from Tennis and I miss seeing him on the court.

#6. A Conehead:

This Conehead (whose name I forget) is portrayed by Dan Aykroyd. And judging by his 2009 Binny’s Beverage Depot commercials, I think the “Dan Aykroyd” is the costume and the Conehead is the real deal.

#5. Patrick Stewart:

One of the best Shakespearean actors, known for his portrayal of Dr. X in the X-Men movies and of course and Captain Jean Luc Picard of the Starship Enterprise. If every bald man looked like him, the women of this world would be happy, indeed.

#4. Teal’c/ Christopher Judge:

Speaking of “indeed” is the the former First-Prime of Apophis and the second best warrior of Chulak the first, of course, being Bra’tec). He is hairless and muscly. Perfect for kicking goa’uld arse.

#3. Uncle Fester

Uncle Fester is basically the antithesis of his brother Gomez. While Gomez is smooth, handsome, romantic debonair, Fester is childish, awkward, ugly and you guessed it, BALD. But the man can turn on a light bulb with his mouth. That has to count for something, right? Right?…. okay, guess not.

#2. Danny DeVito:

Danny DeVito is famous many times over for his roles in “Twins”, “Mathilda”, “Batman Returns”, “Renaissance Man”, “Throw Momma from the Train”, “Death to Smoochy”. But in recent years he has really found his calling in “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia”, where I’m pretty sure he basically plays himself. I realize he’s not entirely bald, but the man is so phenomenal it doesn’t matter.

You gotta pay the troll toll if you want to get into that boy’s soul.
You gotta pay the troll toll to get in.
You want the baby boy’s soul
You gotta pay the troll toll.
You gotta pay the troll toll to get in.
Troll toll!
What’d you say?!
Troll toll!
Hey, hey, hey!
Troll toll!

#1. Devin Townsend.

This man is the reason my husband wants to shave his head. Devin is the former front man of “Stapping Young Lad” and after finally putting the drugs down he has been able to expand his musical spectrum. His most current project is aptly named “The Devin Townsend Project” and currently has two CDs out “Addicted” which is more mainstream than possibly anything he’s done before, taking on an alternative pop-like sound mixed with heavy beats, occasional screaming and some nice guitar. (Bonus: “Ih-Ah!” is the song my husband and I first danced to at our wedding). “Ki” is more complex and, if you take the time to sit back and listen, almost seems like a playlist for life itself, covering things like “A Monday” all the way to “Ki”. It’s honestly just life.

Also, Devin is completely mad and you can even see a picture of him on Derp.com

So, with that I plan on finding breakfast and I’ll likely be shaving my husband’s head today. heh.