round and round and round and round...

I feel there is something that I should be writing about...or something I need to say? But, I can not figure out what it is. So, I am just going to keep going until I stop. hahaha I have been listening to LOTS of Brian Eno Lately, and trying to meditate. I want to be peaceful so bad. The Eno is really unrelated to the search for inner peace though. I think it is mostly consequnetial, as most of his solo work is very hypnotic to me. I am not just talking about the ambient stuff. Although, I have been listening to that more than I have previously. My initial venture into the work of the ex-member of Talking Heads' was the album Here Come the Warm Jets. There is nothing about this album that I do not whole-heartedly enjoy. From start to finish it is a carelessly plotted, or at least seemingly so, brilliant pop album that should be compared to the likes of David Bowie's Ziggy Stardust stuff and possibly (now this is a little bit of a stretch) The Beatle's Abbey Road. Go and listen to it. NOW. Illegally if necessary... OR! Send me money or cd-rs or contact me and I will send it to you... His other album that I have heard, Another Green World, is much more spacey and is clearly affected by his work in, basically, inventing ambien music or vice versa. I am not sure, as I have not put much research into this hypothesis. The album, however, is mainly just as catchy but is punctuated with shorter, instrumental, almost-interludes. Either way, listen to it as well. NOW.

Whether or not this has anything to do with whatever it is that is on my mind at the moment is unclear to me, however, still. I think I just wish that I had something to be creative about. I feel like my brain is a little stagnant right now. Someone inspire me.