Time Flies….
…when you’re doing a podcast. Time flies in general. Lets face it, we don’t have much. Even if you get a lot of time you really don’t get a lot. A lot has happened since the last podcast episode and these happenings are a big reason I haven’t put out a new episode in a few weeks now. We lost my 92 year old grandmother, Florence, last week. That is the big thing that happened. Everything else is just everything else. It was very expected for her to die for quite a long time, and her very slow decline was tough on the family. So the worst of that is over and she went peacefully and that is a beautiful thing. But I will miss her tremendously. I already do. She and I were very close. She was one of those people where you knew where you stood with her. And I was her favorite. She made no bones about it. She would even tell my sister that I was her favorite…”sorry, Brittany.” But time flies…. Its already been a week since she died. A week! A whole ‘nother valentine’s day has happened since she died. Another Daytona 500 has more or less happened. 1/52nd of the year. That’s almost 2% of the entire year, gone, since gram has been gone….7 days ago. We don’t have any fucking time, people!
And now, for those of you who spend any time around me at all, here is the part where I sound like a broken record….no pun intended. Since the album Fear Inoculum by Tool came out last September, it has pretty much been on a constant loop on my car rides to and from work, and whenever music has been playing around the house. Saying the album is amazing is a complete understatement. That word is thrown around too much these days. “That pizza was amazing.” Shut the fuck up no it was not. Amazing means “causing great surprise or wonder…astonishing...startlingly impressive.” Pizza can’t be fucking amazing, and I LOVE pizza more than most people. But this album meets the definition. The album came at a time in my life where I really needed it, given the context of the lyrics. For example, back in October I had some conflict in my life and lo and behold the lyrics of this particular album spoke to me. It gave me strength and courage to face something and stand up to somebody. And that shit needed to happen. I don’t know if I could have done it without the mantra of Fear Inoculum repeating in my brain. After that shit was more or less over with, I sort of thought that the album had served its purpose in my life. I was wrong. Over the last 5 or 6 months of this album being in existence, the most powerful thing to happen to me was not a little conflict in October. Of course, it was the loss of my Gram. And here is where I tie all of this rambling together: Listen to the album. Especially the song Descending. It is a warning. Stop living in fear. Start actually LIVING. We don’t have much time!
That said, I am working hard to bring you some new episodes very soon. In my free time…..