An utterly ontological moment. Is anyone out there, reading this? If you are, have you ever listened to the music of your youth, your nascent waking life, and felt the sullen mood of it encompass you? Thats how I'm feeling as I listen to Mazzy Star's Flowers in December. I almost felt, for a moment, that I was sitting at my desk in my Evergreen dormroon, downloading That Tonight I Might See off of Napster, my gargantuous HP bubble screen sizzling against the cool Olympia air blowing in. I think there was a Sublime poster on the wall. Anyway, I think the most interesting hallmark of Revivalism is that it is a re-examination of the attachment that the life of the bmind bears to icons in American culture, at once emotional, and at once puppeteered by forces other. I think it is that other that is the source of revolt and passion in the world to come.
For those of you who are not in love as per your longing requires, I almost imagine that the timage is more bright and luminary than any manifestation in the trite and fickle human mind. Meaning, I am making love to the image, the purest version of my self, that longs.
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