If anyone has tried walking up a hillside with a pair of loose denims on you'd know how I felt a week ago. 'I am a proud man, I am a proud man, Dancing to the beat of a mother coming down'...that's not my line, that's Cloud Cult (does it have MILF connotations or is it about The Holy Mother). The name's really nice...Cloud Cult. Another name that really gets me all trippy is Random Charas.
A few days ago someone told me about the metaphors from No Smoking. The chopped fingers depicting the hold of the censor/society on an artist, a society that decides what's good for you etc. 'Oh, ok', I said.
Coming back to Cloud Cult, the band works out of an organic farm set up by the band's founder and records in a studio powered by geothermal energy. They have their own record label called Earthology Records. The other interesting thing is that while the band performs there is a live painting done on stage, which is auctioned at the end of the show. I like these alternative expressions, I fully support art for art's sake, only please don't pontificate and tell me the deeper meaning that lies in your piece unless I ask.
My sentences will be disjointed for a small while and my posts abrupt. I hope to post far more regularly now, I'm just getting back to writing after a long while. If there are any readers please bear with me or mail me and ask me to shut up, I'll give you songs for free.
(Small publicity note, new blog I came across Insatiable Pit, has promise. If you hate me or think this blog is pretentious and waste etc etc, you'll love them.)