Stupidity Hole

This song is about  four minutes long and I’ve about seven minutes before I start work. I think I can do this. I think I can get this done within the time it takes to write this. That’s an easy thing.

What isn’t easy is flying by the seat of one’s garment, and there isn’t enough high water for me to be able to ensure that the thing happens the way it doesn’t happen. If there are other, methods, however, then I think that if there is enough sky to fly in I should be at my desk by the time it takes to get from the door to the gullet, and in a way that expresses what it is that expresses the thing.

What is shoegaze? I know what it is, but what is it? How often is it used as a term to determine some sort of musical purity, and not actually as a descriptor? I’d like to think it is quite often, but I don’t know. To be fair, I do buy into the hard line ideas of gentrification on the odd occasion, but I do think there is a fair bit of flexibility allowed. We are allowed to be unorthodox in our definition sometimes. Maybe all then time, but that’s not for here.

As such, the artist that I’m listening to right now, I would like to claim is a shoegaze artist. Most people would disagree, but they hit the marks. They have that “dreamy” guitar and some elements of the psychedelic bleeding in, but they also have articulation (which is something not always favourable in the genre of shoegaze genre), so therefore I thusly proclaim that this band that has existed for a long time is furthering the genre by taking it into unexplored territory whilst remaining unequivocally within the genre.

But then there are other things to consider as well. This sounds like a band with a specific kind of production, and maybe that’s at odds with the whole ethos of shoegaze music. When I say “specific”, what I mean is particularly clear and crisp… up to a point, of course. It’s not all that; some of their stuff gets downright dirty, but… you know.

So I don’t know what else I can say about that. I think that sums it up in a nicely messy way, and… yeah. What else is there to say, really? I don’t know if there is anything else… right now. Trying to get this written as quickly as possible is not conducive to following and exploring this tangent, but that’s the way it is sometimes and I would not proclaim myself to be a deep individual… but perhaps I am!

Or not.

So when I think of genre, sometimes I do wonder. It’s not always good to be hard line when it comes to some things, but it is good to have a base to build off. Just need to find a good balance and go from there.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 06:47:28

I wrote this yesterday and didn’t touch it until now. Lack of sleep.

It’s not a good bit of writing, but I do think some of the idea within it is worth expanding upon.

Written at work.