actually decided to just post the poem, letter to the dead by Affonso Romano DeSant'Anna, portuguese.
if you want look at the extended entry, it was inspired i guess you could say from a conversation last night in which we were talking about favorite music and stuff like that and i got to questioning how i think about music.
it's a little nerdy.
i'm a qualifier, that is, when it comes to what i like, i.e. music, books, films, i like to order them, determine which is the best one. for some reason i think this is more a boy thing then a girl thing.
i'm not questioning the practice now, these mental top ten lists are a joy in some ways, but i do wonder about my "running count," which is a term used in blackjack when you are counting cards and attempting to the beat the house, but it fits here and sounds cool to me as well.
in ranking, i have a current favorite band, a favorite band of this year, and an all time favorite band. these are by no means all that makes up my music category, and in saying that i hear myself starting to sound geeky, so let me remind that i am but a minor player compared to folks i know that could rattle off their desert island top 20 without a pause. though i'm not sure this digression warrants it's own paragraph, i will gift it with one.
because want i was going to say is about how much this music means to me, and how when a new record comes out i feel almost a disloyalty if it supercedes a previous one, and about my theory that the first record you love by a band new to you will always be your favorite, and i know this is goofy sounding and prayer to culture but then, it does matter, much.