Bigger and better

I coasted through most of the morning at work listening to Version 2.0 by Garbage. The synthesized cello or string section that plays as Shirley sings "Still you call me codependent, somehow you laid the blame on me" is the best part of the album for me. It feels as though she is fading in and out of sanity as she sings those words. A deep bass sound of a cello or maybe just a bass guitar grounds the song while a violin and her voice weave above it. I'm sure that isn't the correct musical description of what is happening in the song, but I can hear three distinct sounds just pulsating around one another. For me its very unearthly yet comforting at the same time.

Since the song is called Medication, I'm pretty sure Shirley was not trying for an angelic or choral effect. Most of the lyrics talk about her struggling to escape from a drug induced prison forced on her by someone else. She is trying to organize her thoughts within her drug addled mind, because its hard to argue when you are emotionally distraught or incoherent.

For some reason I think that the sound of a cello is very erotic. Maybe I just like the way the sound just cascades through my whole body. Then there is the shape of the cello itself with its strong curves and wide base. If I remember correctly, the early Surrealist painters liked to use the shape of the cello in their artwork, because of its sexual connotation.

I am starting to get back into pop culture again by going to the movies and it feels good. In the past week or so I've managed to see both the Truman Show and Saving Private Ryan. The two films that I really want to see won't come out until later this year. The first film that I am looking forward to seeing is the new Avengers film with Uma Thurman and Ralph Fiennes in the lead roles. I'm not expecting a carbon copy of the Diana Rigg and Patrick McNee era, but I do want it to be good.

Another film that I want to see is the new Kubrick film with Tom Cruise and Nicole Kidman called Eyes Wide Shut. From what I have read on the web, I think that they are planning a fall release. Most of the details of the plot are vague, but its still a Kubrick film and that's enough for me. The man gave us 2001: A Space Odyssey, A Clockwork Orange and Full Metal Jacket.

On an impulse I decided to stop by the local comic book store after work and pick up some titles. Nothing ever changes at those stores. Every time that I go, there is a small group of people discussing the latest titles and so on. At first I don't mind, but then I start to wonder how long they stay in the store and just hang out. Yes, I like comic books, but I don't hang out in the store for hours. What was even more sad is that some of them seemed to be in their twenties. Its almost as though I walked into that Saturday Night Live skit with William Shatner shouting at the Star Trek convention.

The online journal community amazes me at times and the recent posts on diary-l have got me wondering even more. Here are a group of people who have maybe one thing in common yet disagree with one another quite frequently. I guess that this really doesn't surprise me, because its all just a part of human nature. People are bound to disagree. I personally don't have the time to devote to a flame war or even a more formal debate. I have a hard enough time arguing with someone off-line, so I can't even begin to imagine trying to do something like that online. My time is too limited.

What I wonder is where I fall into the whole hierarchy of the online community? I certainly am not one of the founders, nor am I one of the elite pronouncing judgment over the land. Basically I'm just happy to be here in my own little corner.