social.noyu.me

(a thought continued from: https://social.noyu.me/@hikari/statuses/01JZFKRD0GG8GNHMAKWFA9QSEH)

other things in that FOMO category: weekly raids in MMORPGs. gacha games. several kinds of multi-person games of the video and non-video variety. sex. …

maybe “live music” and to some degree music generally would fit there previously, i had a different relationship to it…

so here's an interesting realisation: you'd think that caring about spending your time in high-quality ways, not being wasteful about it, might be symptomatic specifically of adulthood and having very little free time. but it applies even when i have all the time in the world

one of the beautiful things about art is it can express without words the hundred qualia that will never have them

my bloody valentine soon e standard open chord cover send tweet

there are thoughts. ideas. memories. particular neurons. that stumbling upon can make you feel like your brain is fried

reading about the music industry

there's this funny thing going on with my guitar arc where, right from the start, i refused to learn it pedagogically and just wanted to throw my very semitonepilled brain at the strings with no direction. half a year of little progress later i got fed up and bought actual books…

electric guitarists be like:

“i found a new chord”
“new chord or just stacked fifths/inverted fifths again”
“just stacked fifths/inverted fifths again”

“wow are those cowboy chords hikari 🤨”

nope i assure you my ass is too white european to ever be a cowboy

“what does that even—”

yeah so cowboys were historically often black or american indian or hispan—

“no it's a kind of guitar—”

no they hadn't yet invented electricity

hell is complex tools (this is the preface to a rant branching off from that smartphone thread)