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Current Tunage: Puller – Wishing
Puller = Rock & Roll. Late 90s. Tooth & Nail. Win. Missed listening to this.

I’m sitting down to write my last paper. It will be a feminist theory reading of Pedro the Lion’s “Control” album. I’m planning to have fun writing it. I’ve always wanted to do a critical reading of a concept album… and though I’m not a feminist in the traditional sense (or much in the “new” sense, either), it promises to be a fun exercise. Plus the album lends itself to that sort of reading. The irony will be that it’s a man (me) doing a feminist reading of a concept record by a man (David Bazan, in this case) which is about a man (the protagonist – whose life is ripped apart by his adulterous heart).

So yes, it will be fun. I’ve been looking forward to this all term.

Current Tunage: Thrice – Firebreather
What a great opening track for the Fire EP. I have been, and will continue to INSIST that Thrice is one of the most important bands in music today, and possibly in all time.

Six days. Three papers. See you on the other side, with a cry of FREEDOM.

Tell me, are you free?
Tell me, are you free?
In word or thought or deed,
Tell me are you free?
While the gallows stand…

And bullets lance the bravest lungs,
We fold our hands and hold our tongues.

Tell me, are you free…
When the fear falls in you?
Tell me, are you free…
When the fear falls in you?

Tell me, are you free?
Tell me, are you free?
In word or thought or deed,
Tell me, are you free?
While the gallows stand…

And bullets lance the bravest lungs,
Will I fold my hands or hold my tongue.

Or let the flames lick at my feet,
Or breathe in fire and know I’m free,
Flames will rise and devour me,
Oh, to breathe in fire and know I’m free!

…now I’m free!
-Thrice “Firebreather”

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Thoughts for the day, which I’ve stolen from people I value, who have had a profound impact on my wellbeing and growth:

I have a body flu. It’s not a butt or gut flu, it’s a body flu. Every nerve ending is on high alert. Having a shower this morning felt like being shot with tiny bullets all over my body. Thank God for Ibuprofen. And for a self-imposed day off tomorrow to not medicate. I dislike medicating. I’m mostly delirious right now, but as I seem to be also mostly coherent… I pray.

Current Tunage: Oh, Sleeper – The End Of A Dark Campaign
I realized that what this reminds me of is more recent Underoath (ie. stuff from Define The Great Line). Except… it’s not Underoath. Kind of like The Appleseed Cast and Cool Hand Luke aren’t Radiohead – but are still awesome. “Samey”, but unique. Speaking of which, I can’t wait to hear some new Underoath… wonder if they have anything coming down the pipes?

I’ve been busy, speaking in whispers and bathing in looseleaf. Getting up early in the morning yesterday to finish a paper due at 9am, and getting up at noon out of exhaustion today after 5 hours of loading a friend’s moving van the other afternoon. Sleep is flux.

Right now my mind is full of the thoughts of Emmanuel Levinas (with echoes of Jacques Derrida) – mostly about the nature of “the other” and “alterity” and other such things as time, temporality, and death. Considering deeply the idea of ethics as first philosophy, and the concept that philosophy might be the “wisdom of love” instead of the “love of wisdom”. I really, really like Levinas. A lot. Go Team France!

Go, Jerry! Write the paper already!

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