Hewson
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Just had it stuffed yesterday!
This has been the place for good serious posts lately hasn't it. Solidarity to everyone.
I've been emotionally up and down my whole life. Some periods of sustained satisfaction; some of significant depression - my ridiculous post count is thanks to the Superthread keeping me going in the worst two years through friendship and good company. The constant quality for me is music. Without doing so consciously, the music I listen to soundtracks my emotions very well. If you are ever wondering how I am doing, checking my last.fm might be more revealing than asking me directly.
I've always related to this Steven Wilson quote: "Melancholic music is very uplifting. Why? Because it’s a shared experience." I think that's my approach to music most of the time - what I am listening to helps articulate how I feel and shares in it. It's a way of not being alone. To take another quote, I've always latched on to the lyric from Turnover's song "New Scream" that asks "am I the only one? Is this in all of us?" It's a simple lyric, yet it captures so much of why I listen to metal, punk, and emo. I was in a very dark place in December and early January, and the only solace was to listen to really intense sludge metal, emoviolence, and similar at a loud volume. Now, when I listen to it, I just cannot relate to most of the songs on nearly the same level even though I like them, because I am in a different headspace now. I wish I could express to some musicians just how essential their music has been to creating a sense of fellow-feeling at times when I wondered if I could even step outside or if preparing a meal was worth the bother.
The coma, I must say, is one of the best things that has happened for my mental health. It's surreal really. I had an absolutely punishing work situation beforehand, which I won't detail, but my mental health was completely shattered and I felt utterly hopeless about ever achieving anything meaningful. Recovering from the coma, however, has attainable goals and clear progression - breathing independently, picking up objects, resuming my writing, learning to walk again, flying home to Australia, regaining strength to cook for myself, shopping independently, resuming work on a limited basis (two weeks ago), starting to run a little bit again (this week). And the people at work have been sensational. Besides their readiness to accommodate my resumption of employment on a gradual basis, the things that loomed over me and destroyed my mental health have now been postponed. I will have to tackle them eventually, my career depends upon it, but I now know what I will be up against. I am exploring options to make sure that I can tackle it in a better state of mind and hopefully avoid what happened before the coma.
People are stunned. They say that I look better physically and seem happier now than I did before the coma. I think they expected me to be weak, morose, unhappy, or sickly. I'm invigorated and cheerful; I have things I want to do, places I want to see, people whose company I want to enjoy before I'm eventually taken. And my music is reflecting that. It helps push me on each day. Metric's "Now or Never Now" has been an anthem. Westkust's "Rush" is a new, exhilarating release; the whole album is, but that song is special. Before the coma I sometimes killed conversations with people, no matter how much I liked them, because I figured that if I talked to somebody too much they would grow to dislike me. I kept most people at arm's length, again on the "under no condition should you ever let them know the real you" principle. But I've been touched, almost overcome, by how many people actually seem to prefer me sticking around, and against all of my instincts I've been trying to deepen those bonds and solidify those friendships. One person in particular - a month ago she was an acquaintance I respected but knew poorly, and now she is a friend so close I can scarcely imagine it otherwise.
Anyway, that's some meditations on the value of music combined with a health update. Cheers everyone, this place of course has been so very much to me for years.
And fuck it, I know exactly what that is. It comes from years of negative self-talk, insecurity and unemployment that I find difficult to walk back. I hate that I'm 28 years old and am at an entry level job within my field and $100,000+ in student debt. I don't feel like I've wasted my twenties by any means, but I wish I could have basically all of undergrad and the last 18 months back. I would do so many things differently. But shit, don't most people feel like that? Time is the most valuable and limited resource we all share with one another. The only thing we can do is make the most of what's left of it. Living in the past is more wasted time thrown on the pile.
And making the search even harder is that John's stay will coincide with an extended visit by the Irish supergroup U2. The four band members and their respective families are set to stay in Sydney during their Australian tour. And that means a mansion each.
Your near-death experience was much more significant and serious than mine, and I'm thrilled to hear you are doing well. But I think my takeaway was somewhat similar to yours.This has been the place for good serious posts lately hasn't it. Solidarity to everyone.
I've been emotionally up and down my whole life. Some periods of sustained satisfaction; some of significant depression - my ridiculous post count is thanks to the Superthread keeping me going in the worst two years through friendship and good company. The constant quality for me is music. Without doing so consciously, the music I listen to soundtracks my emotions very well. If you are ever wondering how I am doing, checking my last.fm might be more revealing than asking me directly.
I've always related to this Steven Wilson quote: "Melancholic music is very uplifting. Why? Because it’s a shared experience." I think that's my approach to music most of the time - what I am listening to helps articulate how I feel and shares in it. It's a way of not being alone. To take another quote, I've always latched on to the lyric from Turnover's song "New Scream" that asks "am I the only one? Is this in all of us?" It's a simple lyric, yet it captures so much of why I listen to metal, punk, and emo. I was in a very dark place in December and early January, and the only solace was to listen to really intense sludge metal, emoviolence, and similar at a loud volume. Now, when I listen to it, I just cannot relate to most of the songs on nearly the same level even though I like them, because I am in a different headspace now. I wish I could express to some musicians just how essential their music has been to creating a sense of fellow-feeling at times when I wondered if I could even step outside or if preparing a meal was worth the bother.
The coma, I must say, is one of the best things that has happened for my mental health. It's surreal really. I had an absolutely punishing work situation beforehand, which I won't detail, but my mental health was completely shattered and I felt utterly hopeless about ever achieving anything meaningful. Recovering from the coma, however, has attainable goals and clear progression - breathing independently, picking up objects, resuming my writing, learning to walk again, flying home to Australia, regaining strength to cook for myself, shopping independently, resuming work on a limited basis (two weeks ago), starting to run a little bit again (this week). And the people at work have been sensational. Besides their readiness to accommodate my resumption of employment on a gradual basis, the things that loomed over me and destroyed my mental health have now been postponed. I will have to tackle them eventually, my career depends upon it, but I now know what I will be up against. I am exploring options to make sure that I can tackle it in a better state of mind and hopefully avoid what happened before the coma.
People are stunned. They say that I look better physically and seem happier now than I did before the coma. I think they expected me to be weak, morose, unhappy, or sickly. I'm invigorated and cheerful; I have things I want to do, places I want to see, people whose company I want to enjoy before I'm eventually taken. And my music is reflecting that. It helps push me on each day. Metric's "Now or Never Now" has been an anthem. Westkust's "Rush" is a new, exhilarating release; the whole album is, but that song is special. Before the coma I sometimes killed conversations with people, no matter how much I liked them, because I figured that if I talked to somebody too much they would grow to dislike me. I kept most people at arm's length, again on the "under no condition should you ever let them know the real you" principle. But I've been touched, almost overcome, by how many people actually seem to prefer me sticking around, and against all of my instincts I've been trying to deepen those bonds and solidify those friendships. One person in particular - a month ago she was an acquaintance I respected but knew poorly, and now she is a friend so close I can scarcely imagine it otherwise.
Anyway, that's some meditations on the value of music combined with a health update. Cheers everyone, this place of course has been so very much to me for years.
There's going to be an Australian tour?The Sydney Morning Herald is reporting that Elton John can’t find a place to stay because of U2.
https://www.smh.com.au/entertainmen...is-stablemate-ray-hadley-20190314-p5144t.html
Your near-death experience was much more significant and serious than mine, and I'm thrilled to hear you are doing well. But I think my takeaway was somewhat similar to yours.
I spent much of 2018 getting bogged down in work. My company has increased significantly in size over the last 2-3 years and, as literally the second employee ever at the company, my role and responsibilities have dramatically increased as a still small business has seen its scope altered. In the early fall I had an unpleasant breakup directly as a result of my work schedule. And in October, I finally got to spend some time getting caught up on some big projects. At a work dinner, I commented to someone that I finally felt like maybe I could get to somewhere comfortable at work. And I left that work dinner and got run over by a car.
I do think having to miss significant time from work gave me good perspective in a different sense, where I understood I'll never get that feeling. There is no one thing that will ever have me feeling like I finally solved it at work, like I've made it and can coast. I am devoted to work, only in the sense that my anxiety would be crazy if I worked less than 50-60 hours per week thinking about how people would mistake my discipline for laziness. I think I have gotten better about accepting that there will always be plenty left to do when I head home.
Also, I'm not a huge fan of hit-and-run drivers. The more I learn about them, the more I don't care for them.
Rumor was that an announcement could be coming any time now, but I’m guessing they’ll be waiting until the trauma from the shooting is a little less fresh.
I'm fully recovered, thanks. I am only just now able to start exercising again, but aside from that, I'm a full go.Hope you're now fully recovered mate, or getting there. Sounds like it would not have been easy.
I've had to teach myself to take weekends. Over-work is possibly part of the reason I ended up in such a bad way, mentally and physically.
And likewise I am no fan of mixing pneumonia and asthma. It is an extremely bad cocktail. I still wake up most mornings thinking "holy shit I'm alive".
Yeah at the moment it's all just event cancellations down here, not announcements.
ATYCLB is turning 20 next year..
Over/under we'll see an ATYCLB 20th anniversary edition before Pop/R&H ever get the treatment?
I think they’re done with the anniversary editions of their albums. Doubt we’ll see any more.
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Wow, when's the last time a Shuttlecock thread went two months without a reply?
Every time I log into this forum, I half expect it to have been shutdown since my last visit.