Wednesday, October 14, 2009

A Post In Which I Can't Hear Myself Think.

Fall is always a really stressful time for me. The bad weather makes me realize how much slacking off I've done all summer, projects start coming in and piling up, and I generally find some sort of crisis to add to the mess (right now it's moving all of my stuff into an apartment that is meant to hold about half of my stuff).
So I've been trying new ways to lower my stress level like hip hop dance. To make a long story short hip hop was more stress inducing than relief. So the New Jersey-ite and I were invited to a concert last night and I decide that live music is exactly what I need in my life and although it's not a band I know (Dinosaur Jr.) we go anyway.
I like bands like Lykke Li, Metric, Zero 7, and I used to listen to punk music in college and I'll pretty much see anything live so I relax and start people watching when I get into the venue. When the music starts it's so loud that I can't even make fun of anyone to our friends. It's so loud that I am watching the couple of diehard fans that look like they are having a seizure up front and I'm thinking they are crazy. I hate music like this and start feeling like I want to leave.
Then I discover something.
I can't hear myself think. I've heard my mom say this more than once when I was young but I've never thought it myself. This is better than yoga. I can't even think over this incredible noise. Suddenly I am more relaxed than I have been in weeks! And for a minute, just one loud minute, I completely understand why that hardcore dude up front is having such a great time. He can't even hear himself think.


Blogger Royce said...

I have the complete opposite reaction to the fall - it's my favorite season. When it starts getting dark a little earlier and a little crisp in the air, there is a certain power or energy that comes with the changing of the seasons.

Also - and tell me if this is because I'm from SoCal where we don't get weather - I love when we get a few rains and you can be cozy inside. In fact we just got our first rain in LA in probably the last 6 months or more. And the first few chills of the year are empowering.

I also love pumpkin bread, pumpkin pie, pumpkin beer, etc.

October 14, 2009 at 12:03 PM  
Blogger Caitlin said...

Royce - here's the thing... when you say "chills" you probably mean 50 degrees.
When we say "chills" it means 30 degrees, sleet, slush puddles, and no sun. for months.
I'd take LA's chills any day!
Awesome movie weather though, are you going to see Where the Wild Things Are?

October 14, 2009 at 12:06 PM  

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