movies

whenever i'm emotionally hurt or angry, i always try and find songs that can describe what i'm feeling. to this day i'm always amazed how many emotions music can give you. i suppose you could say the same for movies or books or god forbid real life...but music is so simple. a vibration in the air. one sonic wave streaming into your ear, funneled by your outer ear, focused in your ear canal, transmitted by your ear drum...and transposed by a few tiny bones into your cochlea where it passes over tiny little hairs that open and close ion gates that feed neural receptors to be transmitted to and decoded by your brain.

one wave. what always got me about sound (and still does) can still be summed up by an analogy about the ear. sight is 3 dimensional...so is touch...smell...maybe like 5 dimensional...but sound is one wave. if you wanna get technical you could consider TIME as a 3rd dimension...but other than that it's pressure and displacement. actually if you wanna consider time than add one to sight, touch and smell 'cause they're there too. sound is so simple...so pure. oh and that analogy...in a natural world, hearing is like a pond with two outlets draining out of it (ears). loft a rock into the pond and figure out where it landed by ONLY watching to the outlets and the waves that hit it. then figure out how big the rock was. then figure out what shape the rock was. then figure out how high the rock fell....that's how your brain decodes sound waves. a single wave hitting two receptors. sure, you hear a guitar, some chick singing, drums and a bass....your ears see one single sound wave. your brain picks everything out from that simple signal...

and gives you these emotions. even without language, how can a vibration in the air make you feel like someone in the world understands how you feel. i've got lotsa hate songs for x-girlfriends...but this time it's not. i still love her. i don't hate her for anything. she did what was right for her, and that made it right for me. right for us.

"movies" by alien ant farm...chorus:

i want you
to be free
don't worry
about me
and just like
the movies
we've played out
our last scene

you won't cry
i won't scream.

and despite how much i love talking...that should be the last you'll ever hear of tammy here. if you want to know more, i'm easy to reach. i've learned that people don't like being layed out on the world wide weblog.

and now i'm gonna get drunk and sand surfboards....


goodbye.