Showing posts with label Alice in Chains. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Alice in Chains. Show all posts
Tuesday, June 25, 2013
Also Stuck in My Head - Phantom Limb
Phantom Limb
by Alice in Chains
No hope of rescue
I'm trapped here alone
If I don't dig my own way out I'll die here
Gave my loyalty too soon
Now the fork-tongued viper's dead
... Is dead yeah yeah
Weather is shiftin'
So cold goin' up
Through a pinhole of light I see vultures circlin'
Bottom feeders dig my skin
Winner bring a parasite
With him
Weak or pulverized
No better medicine
Angels have been advised
Don't want no requiem
I'll just haunt you like a phantom limb
I'll just haunt you like a phantom limb
Gonna wear you like a second skin
I'll haunt you like a phantom limb
(Solo)
Every new second
Getting harder to break
No matter which side I end up on
This ain't over
My regrets are very true
Still so much was lies (again?)...
By you
Weak or pulverized
No better medicine
Angels have been advised
Don't want no requiem
I'll just haunt you like a phantom limb
I'll just haunt you like a phantom limb
Gonna wear you like a second skin
I'll haunt you like a phantom limb
Monday, June 3, 2013
Stuck In My Head - Pretty Done
Pretty Done
by Alice in Chains
So you got the thing you wanted
Don't let it go
Though it hurts your hand to hold it
Don't let it show
I'm pretty done
Once a favored son
I'm pretty done
Slap me 'round for fun
Finding no pleasant changes
In old enemies
Not a lead a bit part playing
In my story
I'm pretty done
Once a favored son
I'm pretty done
Slap me 'round for fun
I don't care to further amuse you
Never had you how, could I lose you?
Paid in full, I owe no one at all
I'm supposed to smile and ignore it
Better than some
High roads are to fall from
Already hung
I'm pretty done
Once a favored son
I'm pretty done
Slap me 'round for fun
Pushing towards hopeless mission
Curiosity, omission
History colored since the fall
I'm pretty done
I'm pretty done
I'm pretty done
I'm pretty done
Thursday, April 25, 2013
"...I do what I want to do and what my band wants to do. And we continue to do that."
"I don't do this for what people tell me I should do with my life, or my band. I do what I want to do and what my band wants to do. And we continue to do that."
- Jerry Cantrell
I read that, a quote from Jerry Cantrell of Alice in Chains, regarding fans who thought the band should've broke up after the death of original vocalist Layne Staley, and it reminded me of all the times I've compromised myself. Times I've capitulated to the wishes of others over a desire to belong, or to be liked. Where I could feel myself diminished by giving in, even if the ultimate result was, generally, a success.
I find that I've had a hard time communicating to others how I, personally, measure success in a project. I don't really care if "everybody," or even a lot of people, like a project I've attached myself to. It's FANTASTIC if they do, and I don't shit on that, or poo-poo it. I am thankful that they enjoyed it, and appreciate the support, with all my heart...
But the greatest satisfaction that I get from my work, and it really doesn't matter if it's acting, music, writing, whatever, is the feeling that I get in my chest, the sense that this, whatever it is, means something to me. That my heart, my soul, my body is engaged in this enterprise, and there is a literal feeling I get that wells up within me. When it's not there, I can feel the emptiness, I actually begin to feel ill. Physically ill.
I've met people who just don't get it. Who seem to see the nods in their direction, the applause, as the ultimate reward. The work was good, because people liked it. There's certainly nothing wrong with that, and, as I said, I do, very much, appreciate when people enjoy my work...
But greatness, satisfaction, for me, it can only come from within myself. It can't be forced upon me, and it can't be dictated to me. I have given performances that were fairly widely praised, which I knew, in my heart of hearts, were nothing more than goon-show mugging. I have accepted roles I knew I really didn't want to play because I felt like I should. For myriad reasons, of course, because it was a good paycheck, because it was a higher-profile company, because I felt like I owed somebody something, etc, etc.All I want is to work on creative endeavors that challenge me. That make me grow, that push me to dig deeper into myself for answers. What I've learned is that there are people I will work with who don't really care about that, at all. Who think of acting as finding the perfect "bit" for a moment, or music as finding a really complicated riff. I've learned I have a very hard time working with people like that, if they don't give me the space to do my work in the way that means the most to me. If I don't get that, what was already difficult becomes very nearly impossible.
I guess I write this because I can feel the depression coming, in regards of my acting, the same sort of, "I just need to throw in the towel and retire" lack of enthusiasm that I felt before The Copperhead fell into my life and re-invigorated me. I feel like I've been backed into a corner, in terms of the choices I've made. I feel like I'm not in a position to control my own destiny, in as much as any actor ever really does that. I can see roles that are exactly what I want to do, and I feel them slipping out of reach.
I'm back looking for a "dare to be great situation," but the hardest thing, the most frustrating thing, as an actor, is that you need to convince somebody to think you have that greatness in you, to trust you, and give you the opportunity and space to reach for it. As opposed to music, where I feel I can create my own opportunities. Sometimes, I truly wonder if those opportunities, that trust, have escaped me.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Monday, it is...
It was a strangely busy-feeling weekend.
The center piece of the weekend was the Alice in Chains show on Saturday night, of course. Great show, truly kicked ass. Of course, as with any band of that nature that EVERYONE seemed to like at some point, the meathead brigade was out in force.
For example: Meathead in your Sox hat and carrying a cigarette and a 5th of Jim Beam around the floor. Security is not going to climb all the way out there to eject you for smoking. They just won't. I know it says "No Smoking" on just about every exposed surface of the Aragon, but you will get away with it. However, I know it's just there to make you look "cool," and the booze just to give to underage girls.
Second example: Dear Mr. over 60 and wearing a brand-spanking-new, hot off the rack, Metallica COVER BAND t-shirt. One, concert shirts are only cool once they're worn in a bit. Two, farting in a crowded space, especially the raunchy gas you were spreading, just makes me wonder if you have Depends on. Three, you blocked my wife's view for pretty much the entire show, which is fine, it's par for the course, but then offering to move so the two 16/17 year old girls could see just exposes you as a closet pederast.
This might make it sound like a crappy experience, not so.
The band was in top form, and the opener (who's name was something that involved the words "Middle Class") played a concise set, and gleefully antagonized the crowd. I was really impressed with the show itself. William DuVall ably took the forntman position, and frankly I love the chemistry he has with Jerry Cantrell and the rest of the band. They seemed to be really having fun playing together again, and, I can say, there's not a hint of opportunism in this reunion.
Yes, Layne Staley has passed away, and if this new line-up had come shortly after his passing, or if there was a sense of musical chairs in the rest of the group, I might have felt different. They waited a respectful amount of time, and they wanted to play together. Really, the truth is, Alice in Chains is Jerry Cantrell's band. He's the driving force, and the creative source. It's obvious on stage, and when you really think about how many of the lead vocals he's handled over the course of their career, as well as being the guitarist and songwriter.
The new album is quite amazing, and the show lived up to it. Honestly, I have rather heard a few more new tracks, and less of the classic numbers. Still watching the crowd go nuts when they whipped into "Man in the Box," or "Would?" was worth it.
The rest of the weekend...
Went to a birthday party for a short while on Friday (Happy Birthday, Ian!), and Saturday did the usual errands. New Belt that I like quite a bit. New Microwave I like even more. The old one had to be almost 30 years old. I cooked a couple of hot dogs in it, and damn near blew them up, because this just has so much more power.
Sunday laundry, as usual, then I broke the vacuum, and we had to run back to Target to replace it. Again, kinda blown away by how much better the new one worked.
I did manage to work on music. (Yep. Still working on that same track...) I felt pretty good about it last night, but on the train this AM, I started thinking about things to do differently, and...well, I think the guitar track will get re-worked again. I keep thinking, if I can just get this track right, then the project as a whole will start falling into place.
I really do wish I had a band to work off of, I really do.
(214 BILLIONTH time I've whined about that...)
The center piece of the weekend was the Alice in Chains show on Saturday night, of course. Great show, truly kicked ass. Of course, as with any band of that nature that EVERYONE seemed to like at some point, the meathead brigade was out in force.
For example: Meathead in your Sox hat and carrying a cigarette and a 5th of Jim Beam around the floor. Security is not going to climb all the way out there to eject you for smoking. They just won't. I know it says "No Smoking" on just about every exposed surface of the Aragon, but you will get away with it. However, I know it's just there to make you look "cool," and the booze just to give to underage girls.
Second example: Dear Mr. over 60 and wearing a brand-spanking-new, hot off the rack, Metallica COVER BAND t-shirt. One, concert shirts are only cool once they're worn in a bit. Two, farting in a crowded space, especially the raunchy gas you were spreading, just makes me wonder if you have Depends on. Three, you blocked my wife's view for pretty much the entire show, which is fine, it's par for the course, but then offering to move so the two 16/17 year old girls could see just exposes you as a closet pederast.
This might make it sound like a crappy experience, not so.
The band was in top form, and the opener (who's name was something that involved the words "Middle Class") played a concise set, and gleefully antagonized the crowd. I was really impressed with the show itself. William DuVall ably took the forntman position, and frankly I love the chemistry he has with Jerry Cantrell and the rest of the band. They seemed to be really having fun playing together again, and, I can say, there's not a hint of opportunism in this reunion.
Yes, Layne Staley has passed away, and if this new line-up had come shortly after his passing, or if there was a sense of musical chairs in the rest of the group, I might have felt different. They waited a respectful amount of time, and they wanted to play together. Really, the truth is, Alice in Chains is Jerry Cantrell's band. He's the driving force, and the creative source. It's obvious on stage, and when you really think about how many of the lead vocals he's handled over the course of their career, as well as being the guitarist and songwriter.
The new album is quite amazing, and the show lived up to it. Honestly, I have rather heard a few more new tracks, and less of the classic numbers. Still watching the crowd go nuts when they whipped into "Man in the Box," or "Would?" was worth it.
The rest of the weekend...
Went to a birthday party for a short while on Friday (Happy Birthday, Ian!), and Saturday did the usual errands. New Belt that I like quite a bit. New Microwave I like even more. The old one had to be almost 30 years old. I cooked a couple of hot dogs in it, and damn near blew them up, because this just has so much more power.
Sunday laundry, as usual, then I broke the vacuum, and we had to run back to Target to replace it. Again, kinda blown away by how much better the new one worked.
I did manage to work on music. (Yep. Still working on that same track...) I felt pretty good about it last night, but on the train this AM, I started thinking about things to do differently, and...well, I think the guitar track will get re-worked again. I keep thinking, if I can just get this track right, then the project as a whole will start falling into place.
I really do wish I had a band to work off of, I really do.
(214 BILLIONTH time I've whined about that...)
Friday, March 19, 2010
Experience Hendrix 3.18.2010/Friday Randomness
So, last night CByrd and I saw the Experience Hendrix show at the Chicago Theatre. Our seats weren't the best, in the balcony, second row, extreme stage left, but, hey, they were free.
I'm sharing my memories, but with a show like this, so many people on and off for 3 hours, I can't remember everything. If I don't mention someone on the performer list, I forgot what they did...take that as you will.
Shows like this tend to be a grab-bag. I mean, yeah you're seeing some of the greatest guitarists in the world play Hendrix music, but some of the performances hit home more than others. Add to that the quick in and out of the performers, and the sheer numbers, making sound a difficult balancing act. I'll just say this; the sound was VERY muddy, I don't know if that was because of where we were sitting, or the general mix, but I would guess both played a part. The bass tended to drown out everything, the vocals especially.
We started out with Chris Layton (Stevie Ray Vaughan & Double Trouble), who handled the drums for most of the night, Billy Cox (Band of Gypsies, Jimi Hendrix Experience) on bass, and Ernie Isley on guitar. They started with "Stone Free," Cox handling vocals. Generally good, but I will fault Isley for this...whereas most of the guitarists on stage honored Hendrix by being themselves...Isley seemed to be trying to BE Hendrix. Right down to the outfit and the "tricks," (behind the head, between the legs, with the teeth, etc.) and it seemed to be a little...well, precious.
After that Living Colour took the stage, and they were fantastic, but, man, the crowd sucked. An attempt at a call-and-response for "Crosstown Traffic" just became sad. Corey Glover (vocals) and Doug Wimbush (bass) went WAY out into the audience to try to get people on their feet and singing along, but the old hippies weren't having it. Look, I know they went into a slightly different direction with the songs, folks, but they sounded like Living Colour, and that is exactly the way it ought to be, in my book.
The artists came and went pretty quick, no more than 3 songs each. Eric Johnson played exquisitely, as usual, but, being a guy known for his beautiful tone, the sound issues hit him hard. I couldn't even understand what he was saying between songs (granted, he is a mumbler). Susan Tedeschi joined him for a number on vocals, and that was nice. Johnson is such a genius, but so unassuming and kind of withdrawn on stage, he doesn't really come off as "dynamic." A missed opportunity, in my book.
Johnny Lang and Brad Whitford (Areosmith) came out and started off with "Fire" (the entirety of Living Colour and Tedeschi providing the "Let me stand next to your fire" back-up vocals), and, if I remember correctly, "Castles Made of Sand" with Tedeschi, again. Things started picking up. Nice set, with an appropriate amount of, well, fire. Lang's got a nice voice, can play well, and Whitford stepped out from his sideman image and really laid it down.
Then, the bomb dropped.
...And I mean that in the absolute best way.
I had thought Kenny Wayne Shepherd was a decent enough guitarist in the Stevie Ray Vaughan mold, but I always thought he had a way to go. Well, he's gone it. His set, with his regular vocalist, Noah Hunt, was THE moment of this show. Especially their set-closer "Voodoo Child (Slight Return)" it was breathtaking. Shepherd and Hunt went after the audience, much like Living Colour did, but from an idiom, straight-ahead blues-rock, that the crowd was much more responsive to. Very few of the other performers threw out that much energy.
I felt very sorry for whoever had to follow that...And Cesar Rosas (Los Lobos - David Hidalgo was on the performer list that night, as well, but never appeared) didn't buck the feeling. Nice, pleasant, and utterly underwhelming from what we'd just seen. Hubert Sumlin (Howlin' Wolf) and Tedeschi joined in for a second number, and Sumlin, frankly, didn't come off well. The number seemed sloppy.
Rosas stayed on to play drums (with Layton) for Sacred Steel featuring Robert Randolph. Wow. Three pedal steel guitar, two drummers..."Purple Haze." Quite amazing. Randolph is quite a showman, and plays brilliantly. I'll have to try to find some of their stuff.
Joe Satriani played last, backed by Living Colour. Nice set, Joe is a great ambassador of guitar, and he's eloquent about Hendrix. The playing was up to his high standards, but didn't upset Shepherd as the night's MVP, for me. They wrapped up the "main set" with "All Along the Watchtower." Then Whitford, Randolph, Cox and Layton returned, along with a local 14-year-old guitar student (didn't catch the name...he was great, honestly), and did a jam on "Red House." Cox handled vocals.
It was a nice enough wrap-up, but I had expected a few more people to join in. They were there, as the entire company took a bow after the number...why not a few more people playing. I'd love to see Johnson and Satriani play off each other live. I also, to be honest, find "Red House" a pretty dull number to end such an evening on. I know it was a favorite of Hendrix, but it's just not very exciting for me, personally...
So that was a brief (?) rundown of the show. All in all, a great time, and well worth the effort to see. My question is...where was Doyle Bramhall II? He was on the roster to play last night, not a peep....Hmmm.
Tomorrow night...Alice in Chains at the Aragon. Looking forward to it, the new album is pretty fantastic. Ought to be a good time, and it's walkable from our apartment. Of course with the rain and snow coming, I don't know if that'll happen, actually.
The SDCC hotel experience is pretty much settled, we got a headquarters hotel this time! Just about 1 block from the convention center. This is exciting to me. It'll be nice to have our room so easy to get to before we go to dinner, or drinks, or whatever. Bottom line, this trip is starting to feel real and immediate now, and I cannot wait to get rolling...
I just need to save, save, save...I am a little behind on my "Convention Savings Plan." Nothing disastrous, but I always like to have, as I call it, "enough money so I don't ever have to worry about money" while I'm in San Diego. It just makes the trip easier and less stressful.
Let's see....what else to end the week?
I really need to get rolling, not only on learning lines for my new show, but continuing to read scripts for Stage Left season selection. More scripts have been added to the mix, and, while I'd rather see more eliminated completely as we do that, I've seen a few bright spots in the ones that have been added.
I plan to finish "Reason" this weekend....at least musically. Like I said, vocals are going to be a much longer process than they have been. I want to finish all the other tracks, and just LISTEN to them for a while, until lyrics and vocal lines organically start to emerge.
I also really want to try to see The Runaways this weekend. The movie may end up silly, but the reviews have been pretty good so far, and I've always liked that band. I really don't know if there will be time to see it, but I may scuttle out for a matinee at some point.
So, good weekend, everyone.
I'm sharing my memories, but with a show like this, so many people on and off for 3 hours, I can't remember everything. If I don't mention someone on the performer list, I forgot what they did...take that as you will.
Shows like this tend to be a grab-bag. I mean, yeah you're seeing some of the greatest guitarists in the world play Hendrix music, but some of the performances hit home more than others. Add to that the quick in and out of the performers, and the sheer numbers, making sound a difficult balancing act. I'll just say this; the sound was VERY muddy, I don't know if that was because of where we were sitting, or the general mix, but I would guess both played a part. The bass tended to drown out everything, the vocals especially.
We started out with Chris Layton (Stevie Ray Vaughan & Double Trouble), who handled the drums for most of the night, Billy Cox (Band of Gypsies, Jimi Hendrix Experience) on bass, and Ernie Isley on guitar. They started with "Stone Free," Cox handling vocals. Generally good, but I will fault Isley for this...whereas most of the guitarists on stage honored Hendrix by being themselves...Isley seemed to be trying to BE Hendrix. Right down to the outfit and the "tricks," (behind the head, between the legs, with the teeth, etc.) and it seemed to be a little...well, precious.
After that Living Colour took the stage, and they were fantastic, but, man, the crowd sucked. An attempt at a call-and-response for "Crosstown Traffic" just became sad. Corey Glover (vocals) and Doug Wimbush (bass) went WAY out into the audience to try to get people on their feet and singing along, but the old hippies weren't having it. Look, I know they went into a slightly different direction with the songs, folks, but they sounded like Living Colour, and that is exactly the way it ought to be, in my book.
The artists came and went pretty quick, no more than 3 songs each. Eric Johnson played exquisitely, as usual, but, being a guy known for his beautiful tone, the sound issues hit him hard. I couldn't even understand what he was saying between songs (granted, he is a mumbler). Susan Tedeschi joined him for a number on vocals, and that was nice. Johnson is such a genius, but so unassuming and kind of withdrawn on stage, he doesn't really come off as "dynamic." A missed opportunity, in my book.
Johnny Lang and Brad Whitford (Areosmith) came out and started off with "Fire" (the entirety of Living Colour and Tedeschi providing the "Let me stand next to your fire" back-up vocals), and, if I remember correctly, "Castles Made of Sand" with Tedeschi, again. Things started picking up. Nice set, with an appropriate amount of, well, fire. Lang's got a nice voice, can play well, and Whitford stepped out from his sideman image and really laid it down.
Then, the bomb dropped.
...And I mean that in the absolute best way.
I had thought Kenny Wayne Shepherd was a decent enough guitarist in the Stevie Ray Vaughan mold, but I always thought he had a way to go. Well, he's gone it. His set, with his regular vocalist, Noah Hunt, was THE moment of this show. Especially their set-closer "Voodoo Child (Slight Return)" it was breathtaking. Shepherd and Hunt went after the audience, much like Living Colour did, but from an idiom, straight-ahead blues-rock, that the crowd was much more responsive to. Very few of the other performers threw out that much energy.
I felt very sorry for whoever had to follow that...And Cesar Rosas (Los Lobos - David Hidalgo was on the performer list that night, as well, but never appeared) didn't buck the feeling. Nice, pleasant, and utterly underwhelming from what we'd just seen. Hubert Sumlin (Howlin' Wolf) and Tedeschi joined in for a second number, and Sumlin, frankly, didn't come off well. The number seemed sloppy.
Rosas stayed on to play drums (with Layton) for Sacred Steel featuring Robert Randolph. Wow. Three pedal steel guitar, two drummers..."Purple Haze." Quite amazing. Randolph is quite a showman, and plays brilliantly. I'll have to try to find some of their stuff.
Joe Satriani played last, backed by Living Colour. Nice set, Joe is a great ambassador of guitar, and he's eloquent about Hendrix. The playing was up to his high standards, but didn't upset Shepherd as the night's MVP, for me. They wrapped up the "main set" with "All Along the Watchtower." Then Whitford, Randolph, Cox and Layton returned, along with a local 14-year-old guitar student (didn't catch the name...he was great, honestly), and did a jam on "Red House." Cox handled vocals.
It was a nice enough wrap-up, but I had expected a few more people to join in. They were there, as the entire company took a bow after the number...why not a few more people playing. I'd love to see Johnson and Satriani play off each other live. I also, to be honest, find "Red House" a pretty dull number to end such an evening on. I know it was a favorite of Hendrix, but it's just not very exciting for me, personally...
So that was a brief (?) rundown of the show. All in all, a great time, and well worth the effort to see. My question is...where was Doyle Bramhall II? He was on the roster to play last night, not a peep....Hmmm.
Tomorrow night...Alice in Chains at the Aragon. Looking forward to it, the new album is pretty fantastic. Ought to be a good time, and it's walkable from our apartment. Of course with the rain and snow coming, I don't know if that'll happen, actually.
The SDCC hotel experience is pretty much settled, we got a headquarters hotel this time! Just about 1 block from the convention center. This is exciting to me. It'll be nice to have our room so easy to get to before we go to dinner, or drinks, or whatever. Bottom line, this trip is starting to feel real and immediate now, and I cannot wait to get rolling...
I just need to save, save, save...I am a little behind on my "Convention Savings Plan." Nothing disastrous, but I always like to have, as I call it, "enough money so I don't ever have to worry about money" while I'm in San Diego. It just makes the trip easier and less stressful.
Let's see....what else to end the week?
I really need to get rolling, not only on learning lines for my new show, but continuing to read scripts for Stage Left season selection. More scripts have been added to the mix, and, while I'd rather see more eliminated completely as we do that, I've seen a few bright spots in the ones that have been added.
I plan to finish "Reason" this weekend....at least musically. Like I said, vocals are going to be a much longer process than they have been. I want to finish all the other tracks, and just LISTEN to them for a while, until lyrics and vocal lines organically start to emerge.
I also really want to try to see The Runaways this weekend. The movie may end up silly, but the reviews have been pretty good so far, and I've always liked that band. I really don't know if there will be time to see it, but I may scuttle out for a matinee at some point.
So, good weekend, everyone.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Never thought I'd hear new Alice in Chains
But here I am, writing a blog and listening to the new album, When Black Gives Way to Blue, streaming on their website.
Good stuff. I'll probably download it next Tuesday morning.
Yep. Download.
I gave in.
I have to admit, it has more to do with space than anything. I have a ton of DVDs and Blu-Rays, and the CDs have become something I'd like to slip into storage, and use that space for more movies. It's gonna be a little while before I want all my movies on a computer. Plus, I mostly listen to music on my Zune now, I rarely put in a CD at home.
It's gonna be a long damn time before I want to watch a movie on my computer.
Like, forever.
This is barring travel and such...I can certainly see myself watching a movie on my laptop during a flight or something. Even HULU, can't stand it, can't stand watching stuff on my computer. Don't even get me started on watching somthing on the Zune. I mean, it's neat to watch The Guild or something on the train, but if you think I'm EVER going to think watching The Dark Knight on my Zune is anything more than a novelty, you are seriously high.
We've already ruined the moviegoing experience because Bob and Jane Idiot can't understand there's a difference between renting a movie and watching it in your living room and GOING TO THE MOVIES. Y'know, sharing an experience with others means shutting your mouth and not having a full-volume conversation because Jane can't make heads or tails out of the plot for Austin Powers. Or my personal favorite, when the complaints begin because the plot isn't crystal clear from frame one. Does no one understand the concept of WATCHING THE MOVIE, and maybe getting what's going on from that?
No wonder Hollywood makes movies for morons, this is the audience. This is why we have Transformers 3 coming, folks....
*sigh*
Gives me a headache. Seriously.
Now you can watch on the train! The time when a movie was an event to give your full attention to is long gone.
Yet, I keep going, because I LOVE movies, and because I believe that in a crowded room of people is the way they are to be seen. When it works, and we all work and react in consort with the film...it's transcendant, beautiful.
You can't put that on a Zune.
Good stuff. I'll probably download it next Tuesday morning.
Yep. Download.
I gave in.
I have to admit, it has more to do with space than anything. I have a ton of DVDs and Blu-Rays, and the CDs have become something I'd like to slip into storage, and use that space for more movies. It's gonna be a little while before I want all my movies on a computer. Plus, I mostly listen to music on my Zune now, I rarely put in a CD at home.
It's gonna be a long damn time before I want to watch a movie on my computer.
Like, forever.
This is barring travel and such...I can certainly see myself watching a movie on my laptop during a flight or something. Even HULU, can't stand it, can't stand watching stuff on my computer. Don't even get me started on watching somthing on the Zune. I mean, it's neat to watch The Guild or something on the train, but if you think I'm EVER going to think watching The Dark Knight on my Zune is anything more than a novelty, you are seriously high.
We've already ruined the moviegoing experience because Bob and Jane Idiot can't understand there's a difference between renting a movie and watching it in your living room and GOING TO THE MOVIES. Y'know, sharing an experience with others means shutting your mouth and not having a full-volume conversation because Jane can't make heads or tails out of the plot for Austin Powers. Or my personal favorite, when the complaints begin because the plot isn't crystal clear from frame one. Does no one understand the concept of WATCHING THE MOVIE, and maybe getting what's going on from that?
No wonder Hollywood makes movies for morons, this is the audience. This is why we have Transformers 3 coming, folks....
*sigh*
Gives me a headache. Seriously.
Now you can watch on the train! The time when a movie was an event to give your full attention to is long gone.
Yet, I keep going, because I LOVE movies, and because I believe that in a crowded room of people is the way they are to be seen. When it works, and we all work and react in consort with the film...it's transcendant, beautiful.
You can't put that on a Zune.
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