Every once in a while it’s a good idea to take the time to do absolutely nothing at all. That’s right, you read me correct. Take the time to do nothing at all. I don’t know if that means something along the lines of meditating, mostly because meditating requires doing something – albeit something of nothing.
Yesterday evening I spent the time I intended to do something with in a manner that resulted in communicating with a friend I haven’t talked too in about a year. We both got into the stories of things going on, and I must say, she’s had a pretty rough one. Though I had to compare it to my holiday adventure from a little over a month ago and we both got a good laugh out of it. The difference is, she’s been experiencing something along the lines of a common identity theft. There is another woman out there in southern california with the same exact name, and same exact birthday (though one year different). How bizarre is that? This is why my friend change her last name. That doesn’t stop the fact that she’s still got to clean up the mess of the confusion from the other woman with a common name.
Oh my.
While my time to do nothing didn’t last long it certainly brought some sanity back to my head. That’s always a good thing. It gives you perspective.
This reminds me of a song by a band I used to know. Nothing to Prove, is the perfect concept between two people. Hell it would be an even more utopian idea if the world didn’t require people to prove themselves or their beliefs. What I like about the song is the non-defining nature of the opening chords. Going from a home base to a tepid chord and back is great for setting up the fact that it’s not something to prove that you know you can trip outside the boundaries of safe.
Lyrically, there is a story going on there, but I find it odd that there’s a point about how the main character should be able to get over yourself. In reference to another person. “I should be able to get over yourself.” Again an element that shows there’s not something to make sense grammatically and yet fits the concept of the title because it proves nothing. How twisted of me to point that out eh?
To say that the production on the song is well done is an understatement. The groove is cool. The guitars are cool. The strings fit in nicely. The whole thing works. This is one of those songs, actually one of those albums that is fun to put on the stereo and crank up.
If you like a good straight up alternative rock sound, you have to add this song and it’s disc to your library. Do it now. Don’t pass go until you pick it up.