Late last year, I mused over what goals I wanted to achieve in 2019. Now that it’s approaching 2020, how did I do? My New Year’s Resolution was “removing more burdens from my life,” which, I achieved. I’ll use the same resolution, “removing more [external] burdens from my life,” since it efficiently summarizes what I want out of my life. After reviewing my favorite media, I’ll write about my goals and how I plan to achieve them.
For me, 2018 is the turning point where albums readjusted to the digital age. For materialistic listeners, we can easily afford and acquaint ourselves with CDs, records, and cassettes. For highlight listeners, it’s easier than ever to legally access just about any album we could think, at least in the top 100. Now we are the gatekeepers. If we like something, we can invest our time before we invest our money. The industry paywall guesswork is gone.
WANNA READ AN ESSAY ABOUT MY THOUGHTS ON ALBUMS AS A WHOLE IN 2018? THEN SEE MY LIST? UNLESS THE FEVER PITCH OF A DRAWING FEATURED HERE DOESN’T CLUE YOU IN TO MY TOP 15, OF COURSE! CLICK HERE TO KEEP ON READING!
I’ve noticed an increase over the recent years in the number of times I’ve been sick. It’s never an incapacitation as much as general realizations that I’m just not at peak performance. When I’m well, I have fast reflexes, write frequently, and overall life is good. When I’m not, my reflexes are terrible, I don’t write, and I’m cantankerous. Identifying the root cause could fix it next time… I haven’t figured it out this time.
Musical curveballs are what’s exciting about going to concerts. Prolific performers like Mongolian folk metal band Tengger Cavalry can pick myriad songs to perform, along with touring with diverse performers that can accentuate their sound. On this tour, supporting jazz-meets-metal trio led by Felix Martin informed the audience of the musical intelligence found within Tengger Cavalry’s music. They might also be the most vital proponents, maybe even educators, in the dying art of throat singing.
I returned to fitness because my ambitions were being hindered by accidental obesity. Recovering the physicality of performing tasks that aren’t extremely difficult is one goal. That statement is broad enough to celebrate any smaller victory. Saturday at Tool, I was able to move between photogenic vantage points without being exhausted. Sure, that’s not much compared to athletes or what was once considered healthy. You’ve just got to remain positive. It’s so easy to regress!
Sirens wail at the end of Crack Sabbath sets, perhaps in case you weren’t already out of your seat. The ensemble, led by saxophonist Skerik, resembles more of a punk band playing jazz, or, the sort of jazz that had spunk like hard bop or Afrobeat before the genre retired with partial pension. That’s the thing, because as the name implies, they could tour with a traditional Black Sabbath cover band and hold pace.
I didn’t see as many concerts in 2016 as I did in previous years. Maybe career development, working on this site, and an oversaturation of lukewarm concerts in 2015 dissuaded me? I did see some memorable performances in 2016, intend to attend new venues, and especially want to get outside my concert comfort zone in 2017.
Since 2008, I’ve participated in a game of hearing as many albums released in that year as possible, and I’ve incorporated my own stipulations: no greatest hits albums with an unreleased song, no archival releases by posthumous musicians, and re-releases of albums officially released in another year don’t count. The complete list of the 104 albums I heard is over at my RateYourMusic account.