I think it’s no secret that I love music. It helps if you fucking DJ. I don’t know if it’s because I’m writing the book but I’m becoming acutely aware of lyrics. While showering I was listening to The Brand News Heavies Sometimes, a personal fav of mine for a minute. Bearing in mind it was released in 1997 on this occasion it was as if I heard it for the first time.
Gotta do right, you gotta do right, ah sometimes
Talking about a revolution, or maybe just a change of mind
Working on my constitution, I began to realize
I've been doing wrong forever, trouble was my favourite game, yeah
Breaking hearts I thought was so clever
But I'm the one who got hurt playing
I never could see it comin', no
Never could feel it until it's come and gone
But all of that don't mean nothin', no
When you're all alone, oh
I was like FUCK, I lived that verse. Years of failed relationships summarised in a fucking verse and shit I’m not proud of which haunts me to this day. I wouldn’t even hazard a guess how many times I’ve listened to this track and never fucking heard it before. I’m not saying had I even listened and I mean really listened to it, the subsequent shit would not have ensued. Momentarily sad, yet buoyed by the revolution that would eventually occur.
Why am I sharing this? To encourage the art of listening. Hearing what you don’t want to hear. It’s that whisper with the proclivity to say the shit we don’t want to do or confront. It implores you to go where you don’t want to fucking go.
The cave you fear to enter holds the treasure you seek.
Listen to where it’s telling you to go and go.