It's been over a month now. Cliches and puns aside, this is the deepest I've ever felt engrossed in something before... I read online that an asian kid went into a college and shot up more people than anyone ever did before. I feel so far removed from it. I remember being 11 and seeing photos from Columbine on the news and being horrified. Now, six years later, in this abyss, I can only read the stories and the pictures and wonder how it has any relevance at all. People will forget it, just like they did so many other things - that Titanic won like 11 oscars, that the Red Sox won the World Series, that Bush stole the 2000 election... "everyone forgets what went before them."
I finally listened to a mix that I found in one of Sylvia's books. It's unmarked except for a white-out and sharpie sketch of stormclouds. I haven't been able to find a tracklisting yet, but I've come to like it. It's really slow downloading new things here, so finding a new CD amongst her belongings was like getting the new Whatever album by Whoever I would be anticipating. It's pretty drab and lo-fi, but charming in its own rite. There was one band she mentions in her journal that has the lyric "everyone forgets what went before them" called the Vacuums. That's about it so far. I might post it, since I can't find the band online anywhere, and I want people to hear it.
Bananaboy, salute!
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