Night again

It's nighttime.

"I'll be satisfied if I can just hold my ground"

I think that's Olivia Newton-John. I like her. Really. I do.
Had a crush for her since Xanadu & Grease.

I don't know. But the fear is inaction.
Just cause you don't know anything, shouldn't stop you from doing.
I hate writing like this. Pontificating. Pointilism. Abstraction.

I'm drifting again. Like the Clapton song. What's needed here is a link to the song. One of these days the information/thought/memory will be packaged better.

The density of information will increase. And so will the speed. Can't you just see it. There are your kid's just breezing thru these info-packets. I don't want to say "webpages" cuz it probably won't be. You stare/listen/immerse yourself in the same stream but its just noise. too much, too fast. too contextual. too subtle. too contextual fast.

Rockin Roll ain't noise pollution. Well, now we're older and the Next music will be noise for us. Electronica... just pop/squeaks... and noise. its not music. and maybe it ain't.

I like it though. The little that I've listen to. Course there's a lot of crap too. In the beginning everyone thinks they can do it. Just loop a four on the floor beat, and mix in some cool sound.

Listen kid... its crap. What you think is so cooool. crap. Get your head out of your ass and maybe you'll make some good music after all. different doesn't mean its good. that's what I'm lookin for. anything that's different AND good.

Hmmm... I'm a bit mean tonight. bitter perhaps.

it's dark outside, too cold
in here; is there a well lit place?
hardly.
muddled with murky mint,
dank and dripping meme.
hear it plop on the sink drain?
lanky mothers milk let down.
lap it up kid but don't get to cocky.