March 25th, 19:21 | A brief history of my musical taste in four and a half exes
Going through and archiving entries from my old diary, something I meant to do a long time ago. Naturally, I can't help but read through as well. I remember back then checking while reading, every few months, to see if my "voice" had changed in my writing, if I had grown, or at least changed in my manner, and topics and such. I've got the first four months down now, and compared to how I write, say, now, it is different. Very much so. I can't really explain it. The change is as much in the way I wrote as in what I wrote about. For one thing, my stories revolve far less around the guy I'm dating (I think?). The other is in the tone of writing itself. In my really early entries, I wrote almost as though I were seeking approval from some invisible reader. As though my journal entries were being marked. Very strange.
Something that makes me a little sad is the freedom I wrote with though. Real names. Real places. I wrote with wild abandon back then, in terms of people. I can't even imagine being that free, now, in my naming of people. Ah, to be new to this "internet journalling" gig and be unwary again.
Another interesting trend I noticed was that you can tell when there was a break or change in my boyfriend coming up by paying attention to the music I was listening to predominantly. No, seriously. I shit you not. If you've had a brief glance through my exes, I can relate that to major musical "revolutions" in my taste. Behold:
Pre-MusicianEx, I listened to mostly classical, opera and showtunes. I was finding my own in Veruca Salt and other girly stuff that chan listened to (Jann Arden and such), but hadn't really found anything quite mine yet.
So there we have it. Good times. This isn't to say I never to listen to anything else. I mean, I spent most of yesterday night on a "Bring back the 80s!" spree (seeing me shakin' it to punk covers of "Baby Got Back" and "Ice, Ice Baby" about ties with me lip-synching to Pat Benatar for the most ridiculous image you can pull out of the suburbs). I'll always be forever finding and exploring random music. It's just about following the major trends. If you ask me what I listen to, my first answer is usually "pretty much everything". My second one is almost always "mostly punk". Yoi?
I hope to get the rest of my old journal archived by the end of the week. As much as I like having it available... that Me doesn't really exist anymore. And I hate to think I'm 'causing problems for Andrew, so I expect she'll disappear soon. Soon.
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Wednesday, January 21st, 2009
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