MTV

For a good chuckle, google “Nader Debate” and watch our forgotten candidate take on the Presidential Debate he wasn’t invited to… with dolls of Bush and Kerry.
We’re taking our time getting out of here today. We slept in a little longer than we thought we would, and now the train doesn’t come by again until 12:30. Mary and Tiff don’t seem too worried about it. I’m a little stir crazy, but I’ll manage.
The Blue Man Group did the music for the World Food Program commercial. Neat.
I’m having to fight the urge to work on my fiction during these extra couple of hours though. Travel is the best thing for writing I’ve found. By traveling I am forced to always look at things through new eyes, to see them all again for the first time, and to always reexamine myself in relation to these new surroundings. Europe, particularly Germany, has challenged my political views even as our weekend travels have challenged my goals and ambitions. Of course, you may be able to see that in here anyway, but to me it’s a motion of which I am not always totally aware. Mary’s visit here has helped me realize some of it, and I’m sure I’ll see a lot more changes in myself come December.
MTV’s refreshing. That’s probably a little sad, since it is the great American corporate expert, and often just shoves lousy music down the throats of the masses. The videos are interesting, though, and at least the music compliments them, regardless of how good or bad it actually is. It’s about the visual.
Well, Madonna’s pushing the visual a little far for my taste.
Ah, but A Perfect Circle just brought it back around: “Imagine no possessions… no need for greed or hunger / full brotherhood of man… imagine all the people / sharing all the world. You may say I’m a dreamer / but I’m not the only one. I hope some day you’ll join us / in the world as one.” (“imagine”)
They rock.
Wait. That was Lenin’s first. Oh well, they still rock.
Tiff’s about gotten over the shock of turning 21. Everyone over that age probably just groaned reading that, but for us it is rather shocking. You plan your life and your ambitions and so often think “by the time I’m twenty one I’ll have…” and here we are. Some of it’s been realized. I’m here in Europe, after all. I have a novella in a half-finished shamble, and piles of other works that may or may not ever culminate into one thing. I have fiction, non-fiction, science fiction, and outright lies. I am my writing. Tiff? I think sometimes she’s her work, but her poetry is it also. I’m not sure where she sees herself now, but I don’t think it’s where she thought she’d see it.
Depeche Mode “Enjoy the Silence Remix”
“Words are very unnecessary / they can only do harm”
Great Video.
If you haven’t seen it, it’s one of the cel-shade CGI types that’s been invading the scene for about a year now. This huge, red flowing plant overruns the black-and-white corporate world. Good stuff.
Ugh. Snoop Dogg. Not so great.
Music tags along with us all throughout this, doesn’t it? I remember Snoop Doggy Dog, P-Diddy, whatever bursting on the scene. Didn’t like him then, but he just keeps on coming. Same with Madonna, though she was pouring out garbage before I even realized there were different radio stations available. For Tiff, I think it’s just another way of feeling old. For me, it’s the realization that the thinks not worth keeping are often the ones that stay.
Italian video now. Entertaining anyway.
Ahh…mtv.