Tonight: Heilung

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I’m really looking forward to this event. And, while I quite enjoy the band and their music, I am most interested in the “ceremonial” ritual experience that they bring more than the music itself. If I think of it and it seems appropriate, I’ll snap some pictures — but I’m not going to make it a production to do so.

I may also try to hang out before or stick around after the show if I get a sense I can get an autograph or meet the band.

This should be, at the very least, interesting.

two years

©2022 Michael Raven

Today marks seven-hundred-thirty days in a row of at least one post on this blog. Quite often, I’ve posted more than that.

Thanks for putting up with me these past two years. There have been some ups and downs and some confusing crap to travel down from my brain to my fingers, and there are more than a few of you who have put up with the rollercoaster ride during the more volatile periods (one of them being approximately 11 months ago, when I lost my shit). And still, you keep coming back and I appreciate it more than I can express.

I plan to keep writing on a daily basis for the time being. I write: sometimes for better and often for worse, but I write and write and write. One day, I might even get good — you know the 10 million monkeys on ten million typewriters… That paradigm.

Hopefully you’re still around when that happens and it will justify you having had to put up with all of the rest.

Peace.

Heilung Ceremony

©2022 Michael Raven

In just about a week and a half, I will be attending the Heilung ceremony passing through our neck of the woods. It seems surreal after all this time — it was in December that I purchased my ticket and so much has happened that it seems impossible that it is less than two weeks away.

I’m looking forward to it, but not with fan-goggles worn. I definitely like Heilung’s music, but I couldn’t tell you what will play next on an album. It’s never seemed all that important to be able to sing along or know what to expect. I’m not a “fan” of the music or the band so much as I am a “fan” of the conceptual elements behind what they are doing. They are trying to recreate an experience, which usually sit well with me even if I hate a band’s music. And I like Heilung’s music quite a bit.

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Dial-A-Reason

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I might be one of the few people who recall the They Might Be Giants “Dial-a-Song” shtick back in the dark ages of the 80s and 90s. The concept was simple: set up an answering machine that, when called, the outgoing message would be a song the boys had come up with since they last changed the cassette. Or, maybe it was their landlady who was supposed to change it.

Regardless, the idea was that every day (I believe) the two Johns would post a new song of varying quality and length. In reality, it was probably closer to two songs a week.

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Things mending

©2022 Michael Raven

I’m getting better, starting to kick off this heavy veil of coronavirus and, whether it is just lingering fatigue or what have you, I find myself more easily irritated than usual. There’s a lingering fog that doesn’t truck with stupidity very well and it shows. Not that I’m brilliant at this stage, and maybe because I know my own limitations in active braincell centers, but dumb shit gets me muttering under my breath and waving an imaginary cane at the young whippersnappers who dare bring these things to my attention. Gawddammit, git offa my lawn!

I’ll go to bed early again and keep hoping for the wonderful dream deciding to step into my headspace for all or part of the night. I’ll be less sick on the morrow and less prone to stick-waving at trees the look a heck of lot like people when you’re as old and deranged as people like me tend to be.

Anyway, just gonna keep it short and sweet. Let all my imaginary hordes (legions?) of fans worried for my health know that I am fairly certain I’m going to make it.

Hope y’all are doing marvey and not catching the grunge. It’s not fun, son, no not at all.

Now will someone tell me why WordPress screwed up their editor formatting for my current theme so that there is no whitespace on either margin? Again? (published page is fine, it’s all in the editor).

Admission

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Morrigan owns me.

I am hers/theirs. It’s always been this way, although I’ve been ignorant of the truth, sometimes willfully, over the years. No one has accused me of being all that bright. Some of us come to the truth quicker than others and I tend to tread the winding side branches of the main road, and it took many times returning to that highway to realize the dynamics of the situation. That, too, has always been my way of doing things.

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