Too busy to post anything meaningful today. In real life, I’m a sound engineer and I have a show to run tonight. Plus, tomorrow night as well as sunday, I’m running an entire festival for local folk artists and helping to set up a pirate radio station. Big days with long hours. Should be lots of fun. Music is a lifestyle. It doesn’t pay well, but it’s heavily enjoyable.
One thing I have noticed is that while I’m a little hypomanic lately and I have completely forgot how much I love music when I’m in this state. And I mean love music. I can feel beats throughout my body and I need to create my own music. Beats and melodies play through my head with ease and it’s all I can do to focus on a task at hand.
The basic insight that I have into this is that when I’m manic, I crave structuring. I love the way a good song mingles the rhythms and melodies with a strong harmony. But it cannot be too simplistic. It must be dense, ready to be unpacked. Challenging me to divine its inner structure. Ready with little nuances that I can pick out on repeats. Good music has this, so does good philosophy.
It’s also a way to take a short break from things. Even when I’m manic, I do tire at times. I need a small break from buzzing everywhere because my body cannot physically take it right now after my back injury. So I need to crash while my mind is still racing. Music provides a small escape for me to sink into. Reading a good book does as well. Unfortunately, I usually bore of books when I’m manic because I either guess what’s going to happen next, or I start fantasizing and coming up with my own ending. So music is where it’s at.
Side note: I got A First Rate Madness yesterday (yay!) and I should be putting up a review sometime soon. I’ll need to reread it to get all the points out of it, but so far I can tell you that it is a very interesting book. Easy to read with fascinating diagnoses that elevates the spectrum of manic depression symptoms to a very positive level in defining great leaders (there’s Hitler in there too… but one takes the bad with the good).
Philosophy, Science, Bipolar I, and Life
Too busy to post anything meaningful today. In real life, I’m a sound engineer and I have a show to run tonight. Plus, tomorrow night as well as sunday, I’m running an entire festival for local folk artists and helping to set up a pirate radio station. Big days with long hours. Should be lots of fun. Music is a lifestyle. It doesn’t pay well, but it’s heavily enjoyable.
One thing I have noticed is that while I’m a little hypomanic lately and I have completely forgot how much I love music when I’m in this state. And I mean love music. I can feel beats throughout my body and I need to create my own music. Beats and melodies play through my head with ease and it’s all I can do to focus on a task at hand.
The basic insight that I have into this is that when I’m manic, I crave structuring. I love the way a good song mingles the rhythms and melodies with a strong harmony. But it cannot be too simplistic. It must be dense, ready to be unpacked. Challenging me to divine its inner structure. Ready with little nuances that I can pick out on repeats. Good music has this, so does good philosophy.
It’s also a way to take a short break from things. Even when I’m manic, I do tire at times. I need a small break from buzzing everywhere because my body cannot physically take it right now after my back injury. So I need to crash while my mind is still racing. Music provides a small escape for me to sink into. Reading a good book does as well. Unfortunately, I usually bore of books when I’m manic because I either guess what’s going to happen next, or I start fantasizing and coming up with my own ending. So music is where it’s at.
Side note: I got A First Rate Madness yesterday (yay!) and I should be putting up a review sometime soon. I’ll need to reread it to get all the points out of it, but so far I can tell you that it is a very interesting book. Easy to read with fascinating diagnoses that elevates the spectrum of manic depression symptoms to a very positive level in defining great leaders (there’s Hitler in there too… but one takes the bad with the good).