Pop-Country and the full spectrum of human emotion

This last week I've had the Carrie Underwood song "Before he Cheats" stuck in my head. I thoroughly enjoy that song. And think it's a great example of pop-country music. That being said, I completely disagree with the entire message of the song and think that any song that glorifies destruction of property as an appropriate response to emotional betrayal is really not setting the best example for today's youth. (seriously).

However, I do appreciate the message about getting in touch with your anger. I have come to realize in the past month that I don't get angry. I get sad and I get frustrated but I don't get angry. Which probably (okay definitely) means that for some reason (cough, internalized societal role of women, cough) I re-direct/internalize my anger and don't allow myself to acknowledge my emotions when those emotions are anger - regardless of whether or not the anger is directed outward at someone else or inward at myself. So I have decided to start acknowledging and feeling and acting on, and therefore being able to process my anger. Not that I think I have a lot. But I am pretty sure I have more than zero.

All part of the process of becoming the perfect person.

Something's Coming

What do I Love?

Music
Theatre
Musical Theatre
Spending Time with Devin
Having a Night out on the Town

Which makes last Friday's viewing of West Side Story one of my highlights of the season. I listen to music that makes me happy. Some people listen to music that helps them be sad or angry or melancholy or any other emotion. I listen to music to make me happy and put me in a good mood. And that is what musical theatre does to me every time. Even if it's sad musical theatre. It still makes me hapy to listen to.

And so... on that note...

Could be!
Who knows?
There's something due any day;
I will know right away,
Soon as it shows.
It may come cannonballing down through the sky,
Gleam in its eye,
Bright as a rose!

Who knows?
It's only just out of reach,
Down the block, on a beach,
Under a tree.
I got a feeling there's a miracle due,
Gonna come true,
Coming to me!

Could it be? Yes, it could.
Something's coming, something good,
If I can wait!
Something's coming, I don't know what it is,
But it is
Gonna be great!

With a click, with a shock,
Phone'll jingle, door'll knock,
Open the latch!
Something's coming, don't know when, but it's soon;
Catch the moon,
One-handed catch!

Around the corner,
Or whistling down the river,
Come on, deliver
To me!
Will it be? Yes, it will.
Maybe just by holding still,
It'll be there!

Come on, something, come on in, don't be shy,
Meet a guy,
Pull up a chair!
The air is humming,
And something great is coming!
Who knows?
It's only just out of reach,
Down the block, on a beach,
Maybe tonight . . .

According to itunes...

I thought is might be interesting to share my taste in music according to how itunes assigns genres to my current 20 favourite songs...

Alternative: 3
Rock: 6
Pop: 5
Folk: 4
Soundtrack: 1
Electronica: 1

Okay - so maybe that wasn't interesting :)

Quote of the Day: "Dreams aren't broken, they begin, they end, and they begin again".

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on making new friends

When I lived in Kingston, I used to get out to see some live music every couple weeks at least, granted it wasn't ususally paraticularly cutting edge, we're talking Irish music and cover bands, but since moving to Victoria I think I've seen live music maybe three times? Luckily for me, things seem to be looking up, this Satuday I went with some people from my program (my new friends?) to see an all girl folk band called the Gruff at their c.d. release party and kick-off to their Canadian tour. They were pretty good, they had a couple songs that had more of a rock feel to them that I esp. liked. And I met a couple really interesting people (and of course any time I meet anyone interesting I immeidately feel super uninteresting and inarticulate, but I digress).

And tonight I called someone I know the opening of the conversation went as follows:
"Hi Anna, it's Liz calling, your friend from the bus"
"...oh hi! I'm so glad you called!"

And she geniunely was. So not only do I have a new friend, I have also been invited to 2 Halloween parties this Saturday. Two!! (This is a really big deal considering the number of people I knew in Victoria this time last year). Sadly, I'm not really a Halloween person, and I am not at all looking forward to dressing up, but I have a pretty simple, yet original costume in mind, and maybe I will be able to convince my boyfriend (who is amazing) to come with me.

Also, of late I have been extremely tired. And I am very much a sleep-person, so when I am tired, I mean I could be sleeping 12 hours a day. So today I did two things I should have two weeks ago - I took my iron and went to the gym. I am hoping a continued combination of those two things will ensure that my standard 9 hours a day will suffice.