Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Chicago Prep: The LOST Soundtrack

My vacations always have soundtracks.1985, Disney World, "Manic Monday". 2003, London, "I Believe In a Thing Called Love". 2006, San Francisco, "Da Dip", "Defying Gravity" and "Lovely Day".

Sometimes they find me just by being in constant rotation on the radio, but lately I've found myself stacking the iPod with songs that suit the situation. Since the upcoming Chicago trip is largely inspired by LOST and because I expect to be spending lots of time under the headphones, I've made a mix of songs from and inspired by the show.

Laugh all you want. I'm part of a cultural phenomenon.

Everyday - Buddy Holly
"Cabin Fever". But for me, this song will always be from Rags to Riches:

With the way Broadway is going, in thirty years there will be "LOST: The Musical." God help us all.

Make Your Own Kind of Music - Mama Cass
"Man of Science, Man of Faith" and, I think, "Flashes Before Your Eyes."

Beyond the Sea - Bobby Darin
I have the French version later, but this just seems fitting. The English lyrics don't fit the melody, making the song rather mournful.

Over the Rainbow - Judy Garland
Never featured in the show, but in honor of Henry Gale. (Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain.)

It's Getting Better - Mama Cass
"Meet Kevin Johnson". Oh how ironic.

Walkin' After Midnight - Patsy Cline
"What Kate Did". They'll run through the entire Patsy Cline catalog on Kate. It all sounds the same to me.

The End of the World - Skeeter Davis
"What Kate Did" again.

Shambala - Three Dog Night
"Tricia Tanaka is Dead" and "The Man Behind the Curtain". In the former, it's featured in one of my favorite scenes of the series so far. When I watched it, I felt like I was there with the characters and gosh isn't it great to feel hopeful again!?! I'm putting off listening to this one until I'm actually in Chicago, because I have a weird feeling about it. Also, this song gets stuck in your head like a steel spike.

Strawberry Field Forever - The Beatles
For Charlie, who has "living is easy with eyes closed" tattooed on his arm. Or rather, the actor Dominic Monaghan has this tattooed on his arm, but it suits the character perfectly.

Downtown - Petula Clark
"A Tale of Two Cities" and "One of Us". Oh, Juliet. You've got troubles, but you can't go anywhere.

Catch a Falling Star
"Raised By Another" and "Par Avion". I feel like there's a hidden message in this song, because it came up so early in the series. That's what this show does - gives you obsessive apophenia.

Wonderwall - Oasis
"Flashes Before Your Eyes". When Oasis was popular, I wanted to like them but I thought I wasn't cool enough to listen to them. (I have a fucked up relationship with music.)

Dharma Lady - Geronimo Jackson
"316" and "Namaste". This is a new one, written just for the show, and another one I'm saving for the trip.

La Mer - Charles Trenet
The original lyrics have nothing to do with a lost love; they're about the sea being beautiful and a source of healing. Does this change your interpretation of Danielle?

Thursday, April 23, 2009

For Lack of a Better Subject

A partial list of things keeping me from diving head-on into the projects I have almost started and those I have half-finished:
Competitiveness. Jealousy. Insecurity. Other people's success. My inner critic. Fear of failure. The fear of success and then having to find a second act. General inertia. The cat wants attention. The laundry needs folding. I'd write better if I were thinner. Fear of being ripped off. Lack of discipline. Lack of focus. Lack of fire under my feet.

A partial list of reasons why I sat down in front of the computer anyway:
I promised myself I would. I have read stupid inspirational posters. I need practice. I am trying to learn discipline. Fear. Itchiness. Jealousy. Competitiveness. Inspiration. Several unrelated people have told me they like my writing. They say it is "honest", and while I'm not really sure what that means, I can tell by their voices it is something that is powerful, so if honest is what they want, honest is what they get.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Eff You, Bell.

I own a cell phone, but I don't turn it on unless I expect to need it. The outgoing message tells callers to try me at home instead. When people call me at home, I run equations in my head before I answer: There’s X chance this person is calling with an emergency; (tv show) is on in Y minutes; is it more trouble to talk now or check the voice mail later? At work I answer the phone, but only because it’s my job. I dream of the day I only have to answer my own line, and, later, when I can let everything go to voice mail and have an outgoing message that says it’s better to e-mail me. When I come back to my desk and see the red light lit up, I sigh dramatically and audibly as long as no one is around.

This is just the latest stage in phone behavior. When I was in high school, I was constantly attached to the phone. My record, not that I’m proud to admit it, was a 10-hour conversation. Some of my friends lived in other area codes and I racked up ridiculous bills. When I was a flaky jerk, he told me that he never checked his voice mail and it was better to just keep calling. One night I called him over twenty times, which I now realize is pretty damn batshit. I claim temporary insanity, as evidenced by my dating him in the first place.

I’m not convinced that having a phone that could ring at any moment will improve my quality of life. Humans survived for thousands of years without any phones at all, and the Amish look pretty happy if you ask me. At some point I’m going to convert to having an iPhone. I like the idea of having an all-inclusive handheld organizer, and the phone capabilities… I can tolerate. If I have to.