Nice. I just slept nine out of ten of the hours on my flight from Seattle to Tokyo. That’s like scoring a nine out of ten on Rotten Tomatoes—it just doesn’t happen. I had to ask one of the stewardesses how long we’d been in the air and she looked at me like I was crazy. Then I saw that it wasn’t craziness at all, only jealousy. Oh well, one more hour to go on this flight, and who knows how many more until I actually reach my final destination, Phuket Town, Thailand. Actually scratch that word final. I don’t much care for finalities because they can be the most arbitrary tricksters. How many times have you heard someone proclaim that it was the “last cigarette they were ever gonna smoke”? How many times have they asked you to bum one of yours because “they quit last week”. Yeah well I call bullshit on this whole matter of finalities. I know that Phuket, Thailand, like Salamanca or Malaga in Spain, or like the midnight sun in Stockholm that blinds your exit from the bars until your eyes readjust, will live on . I know that this journey, like all of the rest of them, is simply one more cog in the wheel of my life. Or perhaps to describe it better, it’s like one of those white things stretching across the airplane wing into a world of cloudless oblivion. They are like the mile (kilometer, I’m in the rest of the world)- markers on the journey of my life. Sitting in plane sight, leading me into the unknown.
Gorillaz – entire Plastic Beach album (8/10 stars), but especially Rhinestone Eyes and Plastic Beach (feat Mick Jones & Paul Simonon) and Broken Bells is just awesome (9.5/10)
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If you can manage to get your hands on a copy of the Gorillaz DVD “Demon Days LIVE @ The Manchester Opera House” I promise you will not be disappointed in the least, kids choir included.
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I’ve never done this whole blog thing before but I’m just going to use it to blast off whatever I happened to be into at the moment (please give comments, suggestions, likes, dislikes, etc. so I can make this what you want to read). Sometimes you might find a dope hoody, other times some fresh tracks, other times random ramblings, but I will always aim to enlighten and provoke thought. Oh yeah and we’re starting this baby off on my trip to Phuket, Thailand. Its beauty might have haunted you in Leo’s The Beach. I’m including pics in this post of the Tokyo airport and the airport here in Bangkok. Its funny cause they’re really small people but they build the biggest things (Napoleonic complex?). Anyways, I’m waiting out the night in the airport writing this at 2 AM until my 8 AM flight. Traveling for two days rules. I literally missed St. Paddy’s day, but I hope everyone had fun. Oh yeah, and to whoever threw a brick through my car window on St. Paddy's Day...I hope you become paralyzed by your ignorance and insecurities. Also, my name is Sean Kelleher McNeely so your karma just got fucked like a dirty porn star, I'd go see the doc to get that checked out sooner rather than later.
On that note I will try to end each post with a passage from something Eastern, and a little more positive. Right now I’m carrying the Sri Isopanishad translated by the ubiquitous and all-around all star, His Divine Grace A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada. (go to krishnabooks.org for more inspiration)
This is from the back cover of my copy, so I figured the most logical place to start was the end.
“The completeness of human life can only be realized when the human form of life is engaged in the service of the Complete Whole. Any service in this world, whether social, political, communal, international, or even inter-planetary, will remain incomplete unless and until it is dovetailed with the Complete Whole. And when everything is dovetailed with the Complete Whole, the attached parts and parcels also become complete in themselves.” – His Divine Grace Swami Prabhupada
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