16 Masa'il 167 B.E. (Baha'i Calendar) Soundtrack in my head: Cloud Cult, "You Were Born" A baby boy was born right about the time that I finished the last blog post--about twenty minutes to midnight on Christmas Day. This surprised me because I heard very little in the way of sound coming down the hallway. … Continue reading santa and the stork crossed paths in mid-flight halfway to our house (or, born while i was totally blogging this)
I noticed that soft music was emanating from Samantha's bedroom, and I realized the best thing I could do was tune in with that energy. So I walked into my bedroom, put on some of my own soft music, turned on only the Christmas lights in my room, lit an incense stick and started doing some writing and praying.
"You're WILLINGLY moving into a co-op house with a baby?" asked a friend of mine at a co-op party. He was in his thirties, but still seemed surprised that I would leave my co-op in downtown Madison to help start a family friendly co-op house several miles away.
It's true. I ended up walking a mile through a blizzard at midnight for a group of people I'd only become acquainted with 24 hours before.
Five years ago tonight I posted my first little post on this new blog called The Different Drummer Soundtrack. It was a very brief and rather silly little post where I likened working with my new blog and website to hijacking an alien space ship, and not being very sure how to drive it. Half a decade later, this "space ship" and I have taken a rather amazing journey.
I see one aspect of DJ'ing being the art of balancing the desires of the audience with one's own sound. I think DJ's, whether consciously or unconsciously, have their own sound and style, and it's something audiences can often identify even when the DJ's themselves can't. In my new introduction and artist's statement, I define my sound as an effort to explore alternative forms of beauty and inspiration. I did pretty well with that last night, I think.