I am so frustrated today! I am having writer’s block. Wait a second! It’s not really writer’s block, so much as it seems to be subject block. Have you ever had one of those days when you look at your collection, and nothing pops out at you as something that needs to be written about. I have more much than most people would ever say they need, and I cannot choose one damn album or CD about which to write.
Seriously, I have tried to listen to everything, and none of it has inspired me to write one single word about it. Let’s see, so far I have listened to David Bowie, in the hopes of finding a little Glam, proto-punk, new wave, neo-soul or Eighties pop. And, none of it worked! Next up, I tried a little classic rock with some Eagles, Fleetwood Mac and Steely Dan, but all I got was frustrated. Funk? Naw. How about your beloved Jellyfish? I’m trying, but it’s not really going anywhere for me. So, I tried visiting some of my favorite power pop website and Facebook walls, but nothing caught my fancy.
Right now, I have been attempting to find some interesting but great dance music to be played at Son #2 and his beautiful finance’s wedding reception. But, I am nowhere near being ready to write about that type of music.
FYI: I am now listening to Track 4 on the debut album by Jellyfish, Bellybutton, and I am still not inspired. The song is a great song, a lost classic. It’s title is “I Wanna Stay Home,” which my wife says is the theme song of my old age. You know, she may be right. But, I still don’t want to write.
Okay, let’s dig into the surefire stuff. How about the Police? No. What do you think about Paul Weller, The Jam or The Style Council? Nope.
Daryl Hall & John Oates?
No, no, no, no.
Wait! How about old faithful? Prince! No!
Then, I turned off my stereo and sat in silence. ARRRGGGHHH!!! I wanna rock! But to what?
Never mind! I’m walking away. Sorry guys. I’ll get back in the batter’s box again tomorrow to face live pitching again. I was an “oh-fer” today, and there’s no shame in that.