Sissies need not apply….

Today’s non-featured band: Halestorm. Lizzy Hale: self-aware scott. Her brother, the drummer Arejay Hale? I like him. No, not for the obvious:) I like him for his expression.  His energy. His passion. He becomes one with the kit. When I watch him, I’m reminded of Tommy Lee. For you kids out there, Mötley Crüe was a band out of L.A. around ’81 or so. They’re on a “final” tour like so many other bands but that’s for another post. Lizzy’s brother Arejay is very physical, very, shall we say dramatic.  Hence my comparison to Tommy. Both drummers imo, very good. It’s difficult for me to describe what it is when I watch old clips of Tommy and various clips of Arejay.

I wonder at myself sometimes that I can watch and listen to a drummer and be affected. Speaks to the musician. Isn’t it about being “affected”. Isn’t it about artists creating and others feeling something about that art?

Speaking of “feeling”. I did a bunch this past week. Yeah, I really think I did! And for that, I am grateful. And because of this past week, I feel a tad more qualified to put up a list. You know, for the TToT.  Don’t know that I’ll have 10 items but we’ll see. I can say that each item holds within it enough components to qualify as stand alone thankfuls. The problem? I don’t know how to express them. They’ll just have to wander in the wasteland of words that populate my brain. So! Without further ado-ness:

First) The Epitome of Fall. I have fully intended for years to try and write about this annual experience. It is for me, the one day, the only day, in which I “know” it is fall. There is a “feeling” about the day – it is the light, the smell, the crunchiness of the leaves, it is the color and the sound. It is the day my body knows Autumn has arrived. And it’s a good feeling.

Second) This one is an inverse. Yeah. Inverse. I’m grateful for all the damned pieces of paper with scribblings of the beginnings of, oh, about 6 posts that have filled my purse these past 2 weeks. The purse that is bulging because I keep throwing in these pieces of paper with ideas for posts and such that I never quite get to.  So-o….thankful I still have some ideas!

Third) I’m rather thankful that I haven’t totally given up on myself. The SBoR/BoSR would allow me to sub-catagorize at this point thereby allowing me to “cheat”. But I will not abuse the sacred book.

Fourth) I’ll  just say that I have not given up the idea of writing. And publishing. I recently attempted to write a dream/flashback sequence in Chapter 27 over at the Rag. I have a renewed admiration for so many writers! Writing is hard!!!!

Fifth) Thankful these lists don’t have to be in order of priority. lol I much prefer the freeform approach.

Sixth) That I made one of my nephew’s soccer games yesterday. It was the 5 year old’s game. They are very cute to say the least. Oh, and yes his team won. In fact, there was a moment right before Brady scored in which I was quite vocal and clapped my hands together so hard one of my 4 hemetite rings I wear on my right hand cracked! But all for a good cause.

Seventh) This is unexpected…that I’m a clark. (Not for the usual reasons.) As a clark, I had the whatever to be able to withstand standing on the sidelines of that game amidst all the families and their little kids. Because I don’t have any. Kids. And I should have. Kids. And it’s hell (what an understatement) to be around them. But I set it aside, ‘cuz, well, I have to.

Eighth) I can’t ever not be thankful for access to the internet. Which is access to the world. Which is access to people, and ideas and art and entertainment. It is opportunity to watch people grow. It is opportunity to be part of a community of creative individuals. Like all those who participate in this blog hop.

Nine) That I’m still writing and, at #9, not caring that I forgot and/or can’t remember the mental list I was compiling this week just for this very purpose!

Tenth) The one thankful that will always appear on my list: one more day.

Hey! Here’s a thankful for you guys: that I didn’t load up on a ton of music vids! Drives me crazy sometimes – not only do I keep “lists” of books to read, things to do….but now I’m keeping “lists” of vids to use in future posts!!! Ka-ra-zee!

 

 

 

 

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24 thoughts on “Sissies need not apply….

  1. I MISS YOUUUUUU!
    Hanging in there I am…but now…I’m starting to not care what grade I get in this class, so long as I graduate. Tee hee…there goes the summa cum laude student…hello Cookie Monster who sings, “C is for cookie, that’s good enough for me…”

    Anyways, I’m thankful for your thankfuls. You always make me smile. Fellow clark. Dang…I realize that the more I know the Doctrine, the more I understand my closest friends…who are ALL clarks.

    1. Aw Cyndi…thank you! I miss you as well but DO NOT let me hear you say you don’t care! LOL You will graduate and I bet with more than a C:) I am so hugely in awe of your commitment and perseverance. Without sounding…something…I am very proud of you:)

      I am increaingly aware, as my understanding of the Doctrine deepens, that it is incumbant upon me to share everything I’ve learned, experienced as a clark….with other clarks:)

  2. All the, all the Feels

    *huge, gentle, wrap-around hugs*

    As you know, it was Neff’s birthday party today, and my WonderAunty put together a slideshow on her computer of all the pics of his first day ever. Which was all well and good, but she set it to the music which had been mine and Husby’s first dance at our wedding – back when we thought everything was still rosy, and our expectations hadn’t been eviscerated. And Neff kept looking back at us, standing so very still in the back of the room, and he was SO excited to see little baby him, and he had no idea that the music and the juxtaposition was making me break into a thousand pieces. *sigh*

    It’s awful.

    1. *nice* Hugs are magical and healing. Very much like the beach:)

      That is one of my recent “favorite” adjectives, “awful”. It has enormous capacity. For the holding of undescrible dark feelings. My heart aches for you Lizzie. I can well imagine the incredible fortitude it took for you to stand there and watch. And smile. And not let on to anyone the pain that was wracking your body, tearing at your very soul, not even a tiny bit.

      Your love for Neff superceded the pain you were feeling. This, this is what a clark is capable of. Some would give me flak for that statement, but you know of what I speak. The gift you give, will in some way be returned. Be on the lookout:)

      1. Oh I failed – I was noticed (not by him, I don’t think). but I already got back SO much more today than I ever thought possible from having mine-but-not children. Again. Because they do that, almost every time I see them. It’s painful and terrible but also THEY are wonderful and lovely, and though there’s hurt in the comparison, THEY are still there, and when they’re there, they’re everything.

        Thank goodness I’m a clark!

        1. I know that you did (get back so much more). And I know the feeling. I’m so happy you have them to love. And they love you just as fiercely:)

          Yes. It is good that you are a clark:)

        2. Dammit! I’m having a tad difficulty typing. Why? you ask. Because there are tears in my eyes, dammit!

          Just got back from the FB. Thank you Lizzie. What a gift! Such a gift. Your words were magic and just what I need(ed).
          Thank you my friend:) Thank you.

  3. Kristi

    Whenever someone shares the pain of childlessness, or of losing a child, or of not having as many children as desired, I wish I knew what to say. I know I can’t change the situation. I fear anything I do say would sound trite. Let me just say that although I can only imagine the significance and difficulty of #6 and 7, I appreciate that you are doing a kind, important thing in supporting the children around you.

  4. Kristi Campbell - findingninee

    When we were in Denver recently, I met my brother’s new baby and while it was wonderful and awesome, part of me was so so sad that Tucker won’t ever have a sibling. Then I feel like slapping myself because I have HIM and he’s amazing and one is so much more and I hope this is not jerky – I am trying (and possibly failing) at saying that I understand that being a Clark allows us to do things that bring us gigantic pain – disconnect and just be or something like that. As to drummers who make us feel? OMG Watch a video of Lars. That double-bass thing? Holy cow. I’m in love.

    1. No Kristi. You are far from “jerky”. And NO. You are not failing at saying a damn thing. I’m thankful to know you. If for nothing more than sharing your (wonderfull) clarklike self and your Tucker and your family with me:) I don’t know what possessed me to share such an intimate detail of my self. I’ve never done that. Ever. But I’m glad that I did.
      It is that – “disconnect”, “detach”. We clarks have that ability, sometimes burden.

      Lars. Yes. I admit to his drumming prowess and God knows I have always and will, to my dying day, love Metallica… but I have this memory of an interview with him a long time ago that left me thinking, “cocky”. lol

  5. dyannedillon

    Kristi has such a lovely way of putting things, so I shall defer to her and say “What she said,” because I couldn’t begin to say anything better.
    Drummers are always a little bit odd. Some more than others 🙂 I’ve only known one who wasn’t.
    I always notice a difference in the way the sunlight falls to the ground some time in late August, and I just KNOW fall is near. One day, it looks like summer, and the next, there’s that different slant to the rays, different glow. Subtle, but different.

    1. She does doesn’t she:) Thanks. Deferrment noted Dyann
      Yeah. Really. They can be an odd lot. I always thought there must be something “different” to want to play the drums!
      So who is NOT the “odd” drummer?!
      Funny, isn’t it. There are always, always telltale signs that summer has left. And fall has taken her place:)
      It is always in the subtle things, non?

      1. dyannedillon

        His name is Harry Stinson. He’s mostly a session player in Nashville. Handsome Harry, we always used to call him. I lived in a loft apartment above a studio and next door to another one (landlord owned both places), and I ran into him a lot. Talented and sexy as hell when he played. And no, I never had any kind of relationship with him; just worshiped him from afar!

        1. Sounds tres cool Dyanne….living in a loft over a studio, all kinds of musicians coming and going!
          Just googled Harry. Looks like he’s a very busy guy and he’s played with one of my favorites, Lyle Lovett!
          Nothing sexier than a talented musician lost in the music, lost in performing, lost in creating:D

  6. They’ll just have to wander in the wasteland of words that populate my brain.

    Oh how I love that sentence!

    It is inner torment to support others when they have something that causes us hurt. BUT I will say I think we are the better for it, more enriched!

  7. Good grief. I need to put my comment in between Kristi’s and Dyann’s. Kristi said exactly what was on my heart, but Dyann and I are almost identical, so she said what I was going to say. Ditto to both of them. Soccer fields have to be horribly difficult for you. I’m impressed and admire your determination to be there for your nephew.

    I never remember my mental lists. Sometimes, when I finally sit down to write my TToT list, I just want to put, “You know, that thing that happened earlier this week that I can’t remember.”

    1. Consider it put:) Soccer fields and any events involving families are extremely difficult. And yet, when I am there and around the kids I turn into one myself. I thoroughly enjoy the wonder and magic that surrounds childhood.
      I guess it’s the freakish tolerance for pain that clarks possess that allows me to put the love of another first.

      I know! It’s so hard even to remember long enough for me to write anything down. I guess it wouldn’t work if you wrote: “You know, that thing that happened earlier this week that I can’t remember.” ten times? lol

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