I lost my head in San Francisco
Waiting for the fog to roll out
But I found it in a rain cloud
It was smiling down
Do you feel the love? I feel the love
Source: SoundCloud / The Mowglis
I love Ruby for making me really understand OOP. God, Ruby is so beautiful. I love you, Ruby.
But the main reason that any programmer learning any new language thinks the new language is SO much better than the old one is because he’s a better programmer now! You look back at your old ugly PHP code, compared to your new beautiful Ruby code, and think, “God that PHP is ugly!” But don’t forget you wrote that PHP years ago and are unfairly discriminating against it now.
It’s not the language (entirely). It’s you, dude. You’re better now. Give yourself some credit.
Musicians definitely get stuck in this pitfall of having to think about things in terms of theory and how theory fits together and why that can work or why it doesn’t work. I have absolutely no interest in any of that. I’m only interested in the simple element of does it move me or not. Because at the end of the day all I’m here to do is to express myself. I have to stay true to that. Any deviation from that path is treated like a dagger pointed at my heart.
Leading up to the days before I leave everything I’ve known for 15 years, I’ve found a renewed desire for guitar driven music. With all the electronic music I’ve absorbed over the past 6 months, I realized that it was lacking that emotional connection than can come from a simple ballad. Time and place for each. Right now I’m in love with this song.
I’m also contemplating ditching and renewing a lot of my gear. I like where things are heading and I think I’m going to buy a classical when I get out there.
Thanks to Ben Howard.
Yeah, keep your head up, keep your heart strong.
oh, No, no, no, no.
Keep your mind set, keep you hair long.
oh my my darlin’, keep your head up, keep you heart strong.
no no no keep your mind set in your ways, keep your hair, keep your hair long.
‘Cause I’ll always remmber you the same.
Oh eyes are wild flowers with your demons of change.
May you find happiness there,
May all your hopes all turn out right.
Ooh may you find happiness there,
may you find warmth in the middle of the night.
There are things you cannot see and things I cannot be to anyone.
Nothing is sweeter than the fruit that holds tight.
Tight through the wind and all the creatures at night.
But I love the fallen seeds.
Premature and always in some kind of need.
Discovered this via an end of year list. Sorry Frank Turner, you just got ousted.
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