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2006-11-14 - 4:08 a.m.

rock, roll, bounce, and doves [enhanced] (part 3 1/2)



rolling right along into the sixth and concluding entry in this once three part series, but now six part series (and being this long, definitely would benefit from some editing, if there ever would be time, so that my intended meanings might be clarified for when rambling goes on for this long there is bound to be too many stray threads and loose ends {tangents leading to points not followed} for it to be truly cohesive and as clear as it could be... see, I do know a little about the writing process and how I butcher it, nyuk nyuk)...

here we are pressed up against each other
strangers closer then sister and brother
I can feel your body moving in rhythm with mine
do we dare acknowledged how it feels?

we share the illusion that we are only here
to listen to the music but could you be aware
that I would like to tell you that you look so fine
but would you want me to make our touch real?

does it turn you on to press against me
or are you so good at ignoring your body
that my presence is meaningless to you
I know we have no choice on the concert floor
but I'd like to hope you enjoy it too
I hope you are a part of what you do


and the next Dove candy wrapper said: spending time is a greater gift than spending money... how ironic, we just received a better gift according to Dove... I mean, we shared time (if you read all these entries leading up to here)... and yes, I am sliding out thoughts in my rhymes that I am not necessarily relating to or expounding upon in my prose (or perhaps I am, but in different and not quite obvious ways?), but these entries are an experiment of sorts as I am not babbling from scratch, but rather, I am babbling through previously semi-babbled entries...

I mean (since I still don't feel like I made it clear and so I shall risk your boredom by repeating it again and if you see what I mean then maybe I am not repeating myself for this might be the first time I am actually saying what I mean), when I start babbling on in the RealTime blog I consciously stop myself because that blog is meant to be a brief synopsis of what I do in life offline in real time and babbling belongs here... of course the babbler is a persistent monster (love me, love me... thank you dear Meg and Dia) and pushes out quite a bit of babble in those supposed-to-be brief entries... and when I feel like too much babbling has come out there and too much babbling has been repressed there I save the entry and bring it here and re-read it and as I re-read it I allow the babbler to go at it...

it changes the natural flow of babbling and makes for more tangents and more loose ends, but it's better than leaving the babble in a repressed (or do I actually mean suppressed... yes, I do, pretend I've been saying suppressed all along) state...

and now you shall learn another little something about me...

I actually just opened almost every Dove candy and re-wrapped them just to find the rest of the half message that was in the last candy wrapper... well, not the last one, the one before the last one that said spe is a g that is contagious... you know, the one in the previous entry that came just after the ride with the naked virgin... apparently it was two different messages (the contagious relating to joy, again... joy sure does get around, doesnt she... maybe thats why she has that disease, but then, that was an aside from a previous entry and youll have to go back to get it, now wont you?... am I assuming you didnt go back to read part one and two first?... yeah?... well?... am I right or am I just another ass? {as in ass-u-me}... laughing or leaving, your choice... Ill always hope you are laughing cuz you give me the benefit of doubt even when you dont get the joke)...

anyway, yes, what you just learned about me (in case you never knew before) is that I can get that curious (or is it obsessive?... depends on your perspective, I suppose... is your glass half full or half empty?)... I did use time and gave the information I found to you, so you got the gift of spending time (in case you didnt get the irony mentioned earlier, I mean, if your glass is half empty you might miss some of the obvious stuff)... hey, what can you expect, the background influence was an infomercial for a soft rock blast from the past... and then theres the Girls Gone Wild Games infomercial... what a tease... and are the videos just as much of a tease? (inquiring minds want to know)... its these wee hours of the morning, buzzing on sugar and caffeine and chocolate and music and life when such infomercials come on and get me to thinking thoughts like I am so in the wrong profession...

this girls gone wild infomercial is quite distraction...

meanwhile, did I ever finish the concert report? (hows that for a segue)... no, actually, way back in part one, amidst this late night babble, I was up to the headliner band, New Found Glory (who are mostly Jewish for anyone who might have mistaken them for a Christian band what with their name sounding almost like born again language) and they were great... and the audience obviously came to see them because most everyone knew the words to every song and sang along and were into the concert... there was much bouncing and moshing and surfing, the lead singer and one of the guitarist came down on to the crowd...

much trust, much love, much fun had by most all...

though I wish people would be more real at concerts... I mean, like I touched upon in the last rhyme above, there we are hundreds of people pressed up against each other, moving to the music, rubbing our bodies against each other (though it is scary how some in the front of the crowd do their best to not touch anyone and expect no one to touch them and get all huffy when a crowd surfer is passed over their head or when the crowd sways and someone is pushed into them... they appear to pretend not to know what being up front on the floor at a general admission concert is about... maybe they are that nave or maybe they are just that entitled or self-righteous...

I don't understand the ones who just stand there not moving at all as if they are sitting on their couch watching TV and not moved at all by the music or stage performance... I am one of those who move with the music and try to get near others who do and usually you can find people into moving to the music up front, but often I find more people standing around like trees than people really into the music and floor concert experience... if you want to experience the music all by yourself, put on a video at home... I wonder if it's like this in other towns and cities...

it's as if many of the people are not really there... not really part of the mass of bodies pressed up against each other and feeling the same vibrations of the music passing through them from body to body... it's as if they do not feel and are pretending not to be part of the connection... or is it that I am looking for more than most people do on the floor of a concert... I mean, I am not looking for a full blown sexual orgy, but at least more conscious awareness of the shared energy experience and a bit more acknowledgement of the sensuality we are actually sharing...

again, maybe I actually do ask too much of humans...

and so, in conclusion (finally, aye?), we come to the overall feeling of the music... all four bands had appeal for me, especially for bouncing at a concert... a lot of energy, melody, and a rocking beat with minimal screaming just for the sake of screaming (which, for my tastes, way too many groups are doing these days, maybe because they can not actually sing)... meaningless (and mostly incomprehensible) rage is almost as unappealing as ghetto narcissistic rap (and, from a non-musical perspective, as unappealing perhaps the superficial cock-teasing videos I've been mentioning belong in this rambling scattered with impromptu (and brief) critiques of our 21st century arts and culture)...

and suddenly, it's time for a nap...

nite nite J






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