Post by rocl on Mar 24, 2020 21:51:27 GMT 12
A year ago I got a new puppy and because I was spending a bit of time on the floor I thought a beanbag would be more comfortable so I bought one. I had one when I was young but for thirty or so years I have sat on chairs or occasionally the floor. Sometimes when my legs are tired or restless I like to sit/lie on it and sometimes I listen to music from down there. I know it's not ideal as there's all this stuff around my ears and I'm way below the line of the tweeters and I have it leaning against the couch about 2m behind my normal listening spot. But I kinda like it. It removes a lot of the stereophonic effects and its a bit like the sound of a concert.
So we are living in interesting times and today the adrenalin has been flowing as I raced around getting meat from the butcher before he closes down, coffee beans from the roasters before they do likewise and saying goodbye to a friend who was headed back to Kaikoura for the duration. It was a 3 coffee day when I usually only have 2, and the aged rib-eye from the butcher was great with the broccoli and mashed potatoes with a bit of parmesan mixed in. I've done the crossword and now I'm feeling a bit end of day-ish and I wonder what I will listen to from down here on the floor.
I decide on "Rust Never Sleeps" and at the beginning of the 2nd track I have to get out of the beanbag to turn up the volume. I nestle back into the beans and am instantly transported back about 42yrs to another beanbag in another house in another city in another country. Wow, Thrasher really is something else.
When I first listened to Rust all those years ago I wasn't very impressed. I really liked Harvest and After the Goldrush, and at first this was a bit too raw for my younger self. But on that night 42yrs ago, sitting in a different beanbag I "heard" the album for the first time and it was Thrasher that did it for me then, and now all these years later it was still doing it.
Since that time I have lived through bushfires in Australia, earthquakes and flooding and now I hope to survive a plague. I have also lived through the major part of my life. The person I am now barely recognises the 26yr old I was way back then. But when Thrasher began and Neil was hitting the road before it was light I was there walking along with him in the same way I had been 42yrs before and for a moment my current self and my former self were one.
But me I'm not stopping there,
Got my own row left to hoe
Just another line
in the field of time
When the thrasher comes,
I'll be stuck in the sun
Like the dinosaurs in shrines
But I'll know the time has come
To give what's mine.
So we are living in interesting times and today the adrenalin has been flowing as I raced around getting meat from the butcher before he closes down, coffee beans from the roasters before they do likewise and saying goodbye to a friend who was headed back to Kaikoura for the duration. It was a 3 coffee day when I usually only have 2, and the aged rib-eye from the butcher was great with the broccoli and mashed potatoes with a bit of parmesan mixed in. I've done the crossword and now I'm feeling a bit end of day-ish and I wonder what I will listen to from down here on the floor.
I decide on "Rust Never Sleeps" and at the beginning of the 2nd track I have to get out of the beanbag to turn up the volume. I nestle back into the beans and am instantly transported back about 42yrs to another beanbag in another house in another city in another country. Wow, Thrasher really is something else.
When I first listened to Rust all those years ago I wasn't very impressed. I really liked Harvest and After the Goldrush, and at first this was a bit too raw for my younger self. But on that night 42yrs ago, sitting in a different beanbag I "heard" the album for the first time and it was Thrasher that did it for me then, and now all these years later it was still doing it.
Since that time I have lived through bushfires in Australia, earthquakes and flooding and now I hope to survive a plague. I have also lived through the major part of my life. The person I am now barely recognises the 26yr old I was way back then. But when Thrasher began and Neil was hitting the road before it was light I was there walking along with him in the same way I had been 42yrs before and for a moment my current self and my former self were one.
But me I'm not stopping there,
Got my own row left to hoe
Just another line
in the field of time
When the thrasher comes,
I'll be stuck in the sun
Like the dinosaurs in shrines
But I'll know the time has come
To give what's mine.
