An Ode to My Emotions: How a Certain Song Speaks to Me. #bloganuary

Music has an incredible ability to evoke such strong emotions. It’s as though a certain song can act like a window into your soul and, suddenly, you feel deeply connected to the artist and their words. That’s how I feel when listening to Helicopter by Deerhunter. For me, this shoegaze track is about more than just its captivating energy – it skillfully draws out my innermost feelings in ways that are hard to find elsewhere.

Before Neil Young’s Spotify issue, I heard Helicopter in my living room. I was listening to my weekly Spotify suggestions when it suggested that I might enjoy Helicopter. A few years ago, I became enamored with the song and realized it was unique.

On YouTube, I discovered a television edit that might explain more.

Deerhunter – Helicopter (Official Video) – YouTube

In addition to being blown away by the beauty of the song, I was convinced that everything was not well with the band’s singer.

For example, there is a subtle shot of the young man vomiting in a bathroom. A hangover is not the intention of the shot; it implies a disorder that typically affects young, vulnerable women.

The year of the song is 2010, on an album called Halcyon Digest, and that was long before ByteDance created TikTok, so it is not as if his vulnerability could be attributed, for example, to too much time in front of that app. The young man has sexual concerns (a euphemism by which I mean deviance).

It worried me that I would also appear deviant if I expressed this interest. Suppose my mother or sister were to read what I posted here.

While I think any concern like that is unwarranted, I know I had my mother’s support in seeing PG-type material when I was just becoming an adolescent. As it is often said, if Deerhunter is highly online, I am not sure if he is a boy. However, as Johnny Depp commented about Alice Cooper in Dark Shadows, she is the most unsightly woman he has ever seen.

As the Deerhunter singer has explained, he was a big fan of the Tim Burton movie Edward Scissorhands starring Johnny Depp. Since this was in the late nineteen eighties or early nineteen nineties, he probably saw Dark Shadows. I was close to fourteen when Edward Scissorhands came out, so I did not have any problems watching it.

However, Depp’s heartthrob status might have been a point of conversation between many men and their sons afterward if something like that came up. The girl in our house was young enough that if she had seen that movie when it was new, she would have believed that Vincent Price could actually build a man with scissors for hands.

When Halcyon Digest is being sold, it probably deserves an 18+ courtesy.

The song itself also lyrically explores the singer’s introversion, status as an entertainer, what I think is his substance use, and even his carbon footprint.

It should surprise no one that a rock singer could be troubled by a drug problem. However, I am wary of accidentally implying that I share the same concerns that the Deerhunter singer seems to indicate bother him. It is similar to how I began today’s post.

His gifted musical ability and sense of connection make me feel connected to him.

I don’t think Deerhunter’s Bandcamp account includes in the band’s discography any of their music from the year 2010 onwards. In other words, Halcyon Digest is neither for sale nor streaming, the last time I checked. The band is there, but only their earlier work appears, odd considering Halcyon Digest is proudly on the label 4AD.

Breaking Free from the Lies We Tell Ourselves: A Reflection on What’s True #bloganuary

When I first met a girl, by most standards, she used the word “passive-aggressive” sometimes, which was very frustrating.

Every time she said it, and it wasn’t all the time, I felt like she was coming out swinging at me and calling me a wimp.

I related this, I suppose, to being Marty McFly in the Back to the Future movies. I felt like I had to make all kinds of things happen if I eventually wanted the year 2015 to be all right.

I was troubled by it for a long time. Some years later, maybe three years later, I kind of resolved the uneasiness it caused in my heart. It took me a long time to find a book about passive-aggressive anger that explained its meaning in substantial detail, which at least gave me time to reflect on the accusation.

The lie there was that the kind of underlying anger would sort of anger karma into destroying my opportunities in life. I experimented with it to find out. In an attempt to create some mirth in what can be described as a sluggish job, I made small talk at work to appear passive-aggressive.

I suppose I seemed like a loser, really. The experience of viewing life experiences through the eyes of someone who is passive-aggressive was pretty fun, though.

And I’m not sure it made a difference at all.

There is plenty to be said in favor of observing custom. To somebody that wants a class clown at age thirty or however old, it merely steered my progress in life into coming in contact with people who related to grime. While being responsive to feedback about how I acted, I found a lot of satisfaction in bringing up learning experiences I’d had that had been pretty terrible.

I didn’t have much of a problem doing this. I didn’t feel there was anything wrong with me being socially inept. This is considered a matter of opinion.

As the singer put it, I never thought I was on TV.

Setting and Achieving Your Goals This Year #bloganuary

This year, I want to make sure that I can be part of the conversation at Twitter. It has become much more than a passing trend in recent years and is the platform of choice for many younger generations who finally–for better or worse– got their own voice on the internet. With all its ups and downs it still gives people so much freedom to express themselves, discover new things around them, and perhaps give something back as well with meaningful conversations. Let’s see how far I get

During Bloganuary, bloggers who blog about their private lives write about a topic-oriented writing prompt every day in January. Today’s prompt is: What is something you want to achieve this year? I am tackling that this way.

For 2023 I want to try to keep a hand in Twitter, given a lot of the attention, it’s got among social media platforms (and I’d say it is my favorite social media platform) about how it will do this year. It is the kind of platform that appeals to people from my generation, who never had a voice of their own until Twitter arrived and they became “very online,” which sparked the Twitterverse, a kind of “cult-like” zeal for microblogging that resulted in a lot of weird communications.

As far as I’m concerned, it wasn’t restricted to my generation, it doesn’t seem too weird to me, and Twitter gets a lot of hate (ironic considering it is often accused of being a platform for spreading hate speech, which is terrible, to begin with). Those with extremist views are usually targeted because they are unlikely to appear in the “real world,” the world beyond Twitter if they were not on Twitter.

On Twitter, I rarely see hate speech, and I would be offended if I did. There is a lot of negativity on Twitter, I agree, which does pose challenges to people’s mental health (and overall stability, I suppose), but a lot of that is in the form of sarcastic humor not all that different than the poor taste of ghastly writing that marked a lot of the best of the golden age of television, which also appeals, I suspect, to lots of people of my generation, but not at all entirely, and which isn’t the voice of the individual that Twitter lends itself to letting people feel they have (and which is obtainable). This one corner of the Internet offers the opportunity for the formerly unrepresented to move from silence to membership in a group of like-minded people, and while it has changed greatly since it first became a topic in mainstream media, no one has yet been able to totally negate it.

I’ll never feel I wasted time doing it because it was a lot of fun. It’s no longer as cool as when it resembled its original design, but products change, and with the bottom line that’s said to be facing Twitter, if it does have a chance of surviving say until the end of the year 2023, it will probably be accompanied by an upswing in popularity, which some say is happening, and which I sincerely believe is happening far more than those who believe it doesn’t.

I’ve seen it declared dead before. Despite my displeasure, I’m confident it’ll be more eventful than usual, given the excitement about it. It reminds me, as I mentioned above, of those days when it was discussed in the mainstream media.

Good luck if it’s your favorite one, too. Could well be a few highlights left to enjoy.

Write about what motivates you. #bloganuary

Since I understand that social media is the reality for most of the first world, I am reasonably immersed in social media. My favourite YouTubers, whether they’re creating content specifically for YouTube or bands who are bringing out new material or old material from the old days when people like that did something fantastic, make me feel strong. The love for tech is naively formed, perhaps, but keeping in mind that the biggest firms, like Meta and Alphabet, would like your data, if not every single tech company, watching favourite creators become YouTube stars makes me feel strong most of the time.

I feel strong when a savvy TikTokker post turns out to be a great video, scored with some piece of music I’ve often enjoyed.

I feel solid when a companion or relative accomplishes something advantageous, since I like great choices, and not terrible. I can be a useful individual.

I feel strong when nations and their people stand together. Although I usually feel as though I am the spy in the back of the meeting of revolutionaries, heading for the gallows if I am caught redhanded for my true allegiance, I do enjoy when people with a common background come together. That can make for an extremely strong encounter.

A smart piece of writing, or other great content, makes me feel strong. It feels good to share trending web pages to Twitter and Facebook when I think they can provide food for thought. I feel strongly about posting on the Maple Lawn Facebook page for my father’s business.

Hi, it’s Patrick, Maple Lawn Cemetery’s Facebook page operator.

Wednesday‎, ‎January‎ ‎19‎, ‎2022 12:06 PM

I feel strong being with my girlfriend when she is happy with me. A relationship like our own strength is the main strength I have, considering that life is not a practice run. I would rather not hazard losing her warmth and care.

Taking part in a blogging challenge like WordPress’ bloganuary makes me feel strong 🙂