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An Exercise In Frustration
So I want to talk about something I can't talk about because it will spoil it for someone else that I know will eventually read this so I'm going to talk about it indirectly and use lots of obfuscation and yet I hope the message will be clear enough and the sentiment will be captured in words because I'm bursting to say this.
There is this small bunch of people who do something very well and I've enjoyed their work on and off for a very long time, perhaps for as long as I have been genuinely aware that I had a choice in deciding whose work I would devote some of my time to over the otherwise lazy way of just going with whatever everyone else said was good. It was gratifying at first when I discovered that everyone else agreed with my estimation that these people were good at what they did and that they were not just good, they were phenomenally good at what they did and well deserved the appreciation and adoration of many.
But as is the way with such things their efforts at providing new and interesting work to enjoy, and saying what they wanted to say muddied the waters and if I'm being frank (which I'm doing my utmost best not to be, but there you go) I sort of stopped liking them as much and paying as much attention to them because what I wanted was what I had fallen in love with all over again, not new iterations of what they wanted to tell me.
Well, they're back and everyone is glad to see them come back and say something. You could argue that if I had been paying attention properly they never went away, they were always out there improving and refining and adding to their work and it is only a defining announcement that has any substance to me, the very public announcement that they are back with a collection of new work that I can spend an hour or so enjoying as a singular experience instead of rooting out the odd word or piece here or there for momentary satisfaction.
I can honestly say that either I am now the right person to be enjoying this again, or they have returned to what they did so well that got me liking them to begin with, or quite possibly we've both evolved down seperate routes and ended up here in a nice period of serendipity where I am particularly receptive to what they have to offer, but its been a glorious revival of all those old feelings and I am glad to be around to enjoy this again, especially track two, thats a stonking good track.
Captain's log, supplemental; Something that just occured to me was that the last time I really, really enjoyed this sort of thing I was also reading a book by the same author I am currently rereading a book by, so in effect I am almost deliberately renewing those old feelings, but it doesn't feel forced because the new contribution is fresh and enjoyable.
Oct.26.2007