you know what i really like about oceans 11, besides the eye candy, is the music. it’s ending and a groovy, mellow david holmes song ushers the credits off the screen. 69 police. normally, i would even know exactly what the music is without having to fumble with my phone to launch shazam, but the nifty shazam app running on my toolbar has crapped out again. And I should say it mostly tells me. it doesn’t always work. it has a lot of hiccups. there’s hiccups with everything, regardless of how nifty, and this app proves the point and often.
music is the soundtrack of my ever whirring mind. last night i went out for a walk and adagio from tron was the song next to play when i turned on my iphone music. immediately there was a part of me that saw myself through the lens of a moviegoer, in probably a very bad movie, just before something very tragic and violent were to happen to me. it didn’t help that it was night–oh i said that before–when i decided to venture out. that’s how much i insinuate music into my everyday life, and that’s how ridiculously vivid my imagination is, and morbid it can be. this comes from an imagination pressed into service to survive a very unpleasant childhood, but that’s for another time.
what should my leadout music be?….mmmm…..i’m still feeling rather groovy….assuming this has to come from the music that i already possess….all in your mind by denis yost. how very apropos. the reason why i’m not attaching the file is that i am not making the commitment to wordpress for the space, so you’ll have to use your imagination.