What you put in will come out

Music is my life. I live it. I breath it. I play it. And more often than not, I eat to it. My whole thought-life is kinda like a gigantic drum and guitar solo, constantly running through my head. Its full of bass licks and dance beats, simple blues riffs and harmonica slides.

On the other hand, the music I listen to is anything but normal. You could tell that if I listed a few of my favorite and most influential bands, Sigur Ros, Jonsi, Sufjan Stephens, Radiohead, The White Stripes, Cold War Kids, etc. Kinda sounds like a bunch of forein names, doesn't it?

I also have a slight affinity for darker music, such as Pink Floyd's 'The Wall', or Radiohead's 'Hail to the Thief'. In fact, look back a few years ago, and that was all I listened too. I enjoyed listening to the darker side of man.

I did not notice the direction this sent me. I didn't check myself to see how this music affected me. And when I did, I was rather disturbed. My mood was often reclusive, thoughtful, and when interrupted, grumpy and even violent. So, I tried cutting back on darker stuff, and found my mood improved.

Just thinking back on this, it reminded me that what we put in will effect our 'output' of emotions. Which is rather scary for me, as I see the lyrical direction modern music is going. I won't rant and rave about how its evil and your a sinner if you listen to it. I just want to say, it will affect you.

And chances are, you wont notice it.

This was a video a friend of mine and I threw together a few weeks ago. We really hope you catch the sarcasm =)

Cobb wasn't the first to complete Inception....

Nolan has truly made a masterpiece. A film I can watch three times and still be puzzled by all the little details I miss each time. Ok, I do read a little too much into everything, making it easy to think I've discovered something that doesn't exist. Often, I'll notice an emphasis on a specific word spoken, or even a glance between two people and deduce simply from those words that they are actually all under the process of incepted by Cobb's grandfather. Yet still, I alway's walk away from the film, feeling as if I've gained one more piece to the puzzle, only to discover the next gap. It's infuriating for some, but I find it exhilarating.


Yet I couldn't help but notice that the idea of Inception, the idea that you could make someone think a thought that does not belong to them, is not a truly new idea. Let Shakespeare's play come to mind, and substitute the great villain Iago into the part of Cobb, except with a different motive; to drive his target, Othello (the fill-in character for Robert Fischer) to the point of destroying his own life with a simple idea. Iago starts his plan with building a web of little lies and disbelief, such as getting Casio drunk, promising Rodrigo Desdamona, and convincing Casio to ask Desdamona for help. These could easily be compared to the 'Levels' of the dream that had to be built. 


Iago also uses the "Mr. Charles" ploy on Othello, convincing him that he is one to be trusted (hence the often chanted refrain of 'Honest Iago!'), all the while successfully turning himself against the ones who care most for him, and are there to protect him.


Finally, he plants the seed. He gives a simple implication that he thinks Othello's wife Desdamona is cheating on him. Here we see the major difference; Cobb will settle for now less than 'genuine inspiration', where Robert must think it was his own idea, while Iago just needs a subtle nudge, and all hell breaks loose on its own.


Either way, we see this power of the idea Cobb speaks of. We can see that an idea can really tear apart companies. Or lives.

There are few things I love in life more than tea... I drink around two teapot's worth a night!

This Is the First Post...

The first post... so intimidating! As if everything hinges upon this one post. How can I possibly hide my fear, my insecurities, and my need to use the restroom?  Soon, I hope this will grow into a city of thought. I'm a dreamer, and I know Rome was not built in a day. So perhaps I'll settle for an outpost for now.
Reader, I dearly hope you find the madness of my mind entertaining, insightful, or possibly even life changing, though I doubt that will ever happen.
May Truth be like the stars above,

The Informant