Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Playlist of the Week: Groove Nocturnalism

The best poem I ever wrote was about Sarah Michelle Gellar.  But I can't find that one.




Groove Nocturnalism

Let me assure you that this is a tribute to us all as well as to them—even if you don’t see it at first, you will

Chances are, you grasp for your sanity or your liberation privately in that way that we all do sometimes.  You turn it on.  You turn it up.  You dance and dance and dance and dance and dance

Dancing is an expression that goes all the way back and up and down and in our souls and in our hearts for years past and ahead of us.   It’s like bowling or pool or love—the joy, the honor, the point is in the effort and the action of it all.  It doesn’t matter how well-versed or skilled you are at it.  You do it on your feet or in your car or in your bed and in your dreams, high flyer

“Sing-along songs will be our scriptures” is a line I lock up and keep real close and I move and move and try to capture it all while letting it all go

Or maybe I’m just celebrating my eternal freedom through God or my temporary freedom in the night from work and heartbreak and obligations to all that I am and need to be before it’s too late

Underneath it all is the goal—the goal to slay all that can be slayed and realize all that is dreamed.  Keep moving and don’t forget to smile because no one likes a morose man in these present times

Never—I repeat never—forget that they’re called pieces because they can be put together again

Dance with and because of this knowledge and then forget about it all so you can just dance and absorb that beat and that groove that’s calling you so fiercely tonight

So much of the darkness in my heart is given up in these moments and something better than hope appears

You all know the mechanism--the procedure for mending that heart but never know when you are finished until you do and then it's time

Such is the time for me, I can finally say—a feeling built on more than faith that it will eventually be alright.  But instead on the manifestation of peace in my heart as my feet move to the beat of Daft Punk transitioning with jarring brilliance to Justice!

Take this groove nocturnalism in a moment of your choosing and be satisfied with it all—even if only for a few moments

Everyone deserves a break and a beat.  Beat-BEAT-beat-BEAT-beat-BEAT-beat…faster and then sloooooower and then fast again

My turn is concluded and I hope you see the message and the MESSAGE as well as any other greater truths that may find their way to you this night because of or despite all this



Monday, April 11, 2011

How My Blog Just Became More Important to Your Life (if that's even possible)



I'm gonna make this quick so as to allow for an immediate mind blowing start to your week.  The day I've been telling you about and waiting and waiting and waiting for is finally here.  8tracks--the site where I build the embedded playlists I use in this here blog--has today released their iPhone app!  Yes, the single biggest obstacle to enjoying my finely crafted playlists on the go has finally been eliminated.  My entire collection of playlists--along with thousands of other users and their playlists--are now accessible via this FREE app.  Here's how it works:

1.  Go to 8tracks.com and create an account.  It's free and takes very little time.  Once done, you'll be able to upload your own music and create your own playlists to either share or for your own personal edification.  Or you never have to create a playlist but can still search through other "DJs" and their playlists.  I can't tell you how much great music I find via this type of sharing.  Well I guess I could, but we really don't have time for that now.

2.  Once you've created an account, go to my profile--8tracks.com/robrobriot--and "Follow" me by clicking that large "Follow" button.

3.  Download the app via the iTunes App Store.  Search for 8tracks Radio and install.  It's free.

4.  Once installed, log in and you're good to go.  When you launch the app, a menu of options will open that will allow you to find mixes in a variety of ways.  If you click on "Mix Feed", you'll have all playlists by 8tracks users you follow readily accessible--which means that if you're following me, you'll have quick access to all of my playlists (you're welcome).  If you "Like" particular playlists--which you can do on the website or on the app by clicking on the heart icon--those playlists are available to you by clicking on the "Liked" icon.

5.  The app also allows for easy sharing of playlists via the Twitter app as well as the ability to share via Facebook.  I'm sure the app will continue to evolve as all apps do, but this is a pretty sweet start.

So go for it.  I hope this makes the playlists I create for you much easier to enjoy.  But most importantly, I hope this makes it easier for all of you to discover and listen to great new music.  New Playlist of the Week coming soon.  Later, gators.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Playlist of the Week: Workout Playlist 411

It's all about core.  Hard core.

If I write this post, I will have no choice but to get back to working out.  If I write these words.  I will have.  No choice.

Along with a variety of other personal changes, the last year or so has left me more convicted about doing what I say I'm going to do.  Believe you me (that's just poor, but oddly accepted grammar), you never know when not following up on personal commitments or promises to yourself or others might prove tragic.  On the less dramatic end of things, I have decided that this week I simply must start working out again--a promise which means little to you, my beloved and highly attractive readers--but means something very significant to me.

I view the pursuit of a "situation" much like the police view their pursuit of a crime-free world: Sure, in all likelihood it's impossible to attain, but the pursuit is a just and noble one.  To one degree or another, my sweet body with my beautiful hands and legs and various assorted other striking features I can't recall at this moment but am sure are there was riddled with weakness and brokenness after a couple of recent surgeries.  But when your supposedly temporary lethargy turns in to your ritual de lo habitual, you're something worse than just lazy.  You're a lazy excuse-maker.  And I did not watch my buddies die face down in the muck in Vietnam to tolerate lazy excuse-makers--especially when that lazy excuse-maker is me.

So in the spirit of telling my mother I quit smoking the day after I quit smoking, I write these words to bind me to the promises I make to myself about myself.  Told you this blog was sacred.  Ah, there's nothing quite as rewarding as making a new year's resolution in April to inspire the masses.  But if I'm gonna break this current spell, my first new workout playlist in some time may have to rock just a little harder than usual--nay it may indeed have to rawk.  Now as I've always said, there is no reason to compromise your music values just to create a workout mix.  And if you go back and read the blog I just linked in that last sentence, please ignore the part where I promise to post a workout playlist each week while still believing me when I say the words in THIS post are a binding promise that I'll assuredly keep.  I was a completely different person in 2009 and at least 30 pounds heavier and a liar in all likelihood.  But I am a liar no more.  And that is not a lie and is mostly true.  Twelve song playlist.  Four decades spanned.  Six-pack dream.  One promise to fulfill.  See you on the recumbent bike path to glory, kids.