moroccan street blues

when i was ill i didn’t sleep at all.
the only unconsciousness i experienced was either a result of my illness or sleep from exhaustion. health returns as it either does or it doesn’t, and i slept well for a while, that while being about a year.
i year of health, that’s what i’ve achieved.
at the moment though i suppose, i seem healthy enough. no large gaps in my memory at all, but my sleeping has changed. it’s not really rest. i don’t wake-up feeling either rested or restless – in the non-existential sense of the word – restless, simply meaning without rest. i don’t feel as if i’ve had terrible sleep, and i don’t feel as though i’ve over-slept. aside from finding myself in bed, there really isn’t much proof that i’ve slept at all.

this has drawn me to a few pieces of music i have extracted from a dvd, hats off to those who surmised this from the entry title.
i have recorded just over half an hour of audio from cowboy bebop – the movie – all scenes or parts of scenes where music is present. as you may also have guessed, one of these pieces is the piano and vocal track playing when spike is looking for rashid on moroccan street prior to being arrested by the army and thrown in a cell next to electra’s. of-course, the guitar track that plays there was one i took as-well. the former track mentioned i named ‘moroccan street blues’ and it seems fitting. searching for something, but finding a whole lot of things i don’t need. or perhaps not finding anything at all.
let’s not get too carried away drawing parallels from good anime and make it bad – it’s just the music i love so much. the other track i extracted that i’ve been listening to a lot was the aftermath of the train-wreck – swimming-bird and electra getting confined to the barracks, another piano piece.

what’s my point? – you should know by now, i rarely have one.
except perhaps this – i’m not interested in any notes from those who have only watched the film in english.
elitist perhaps? you bet.

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Commentary
March 16, 2010

Far too many typos to correct.
It’s interesting, this slight fear of being too abstract. Funny given the content of this entry, and how I would write about similar subject-matter, if indeed I would at all. It’s also interesting the bit of juvenile tough-boy elitism that I’ve more-or-less retained all these years, but am slowly tempering. It’s still far too normal a behaviour for me to exhibit as I grow older and crazier. Years later there will still be hints of it around, just far less often, and a little less direct… or more direct. It depends on how you view it.