Back To The Gratitude
For a long while now, I’ve been going through all of the awesomeness sent to me by James, Mike and Scott. I am nowhere near finished with that project. However, as all you thousands of readers will have noticed, I haven’t posted any “Hey, I got this album from…” reviews this week. What’s up?
Well, here you’re going to get a glimpse into the pattern of working that has established itself naturally, of its own accord, in the past few weeks as regards my recent (relative) deluge of daily content. SPOILER ALERT: If you don’t want to know how the magic happens, don’t read the rest of this post. Seriously, stop here.
Still here? OK. You see, I am responsible for dropping off and picking up my son from school. In the afternoons, my daughter and I arrive early and hang out in the car, listening to the CD du jour. I have a dollar store spiral-bound notebook, clipboard (for stable writing surface) and a cheap pen (I go all out, on supplies), and I jot notes in the book on each record as it plays. Then later in the evening, when the kids are in bed and all is quiet, I will sit here and type up my notes and pass it off as a record review. We use that term “review” loosely, around my posts.
I enjoy doing things this way. In the car, I can have pretty much undivided attention on the record and the sound system is good, and my daughter gets to hear all of this great music too (by and large, she likes the rawk. Attagirl!). So, this set-up is a win-win.
For the past long while, this pattern has remained unchanged for weekday reviews. Weekends are a bit more of a free-for-all (and some Saturday night reviews happen while I’m inebriated), but through the week this is how I have worked.
Gah! And now you’ve seen behind the curtain. I hope I have not spoiled the fun.
Anyway, this past week has been the march break for my son’s school, so I have not had occasion to sit in the car with my daughter and listen to records while we wait. And somehow, listening to them here in the basement didn’t seem right – I want to finish this series in the same way as I started it, in the car. That may seem odd, but no one around here would ever even blink if I got called odd, and I believe in going with my gut, on all things. My gut says stick to the system. So I will. Instead, this week I’ve thrown up stuff on whatever else I was playing, here and there.
However, my Series Of Gratitude begins again with this evening’s post. Enjoy!