Halloweenhead (Explicit Lyrics)

I don't care about Halloween outside of the cultural history of the event and how it fits into our modern commercial economic system. It was never that fun for me, just an opportunity to get a crap load of candy.  I never felt a sense of wonder or thrill cause I dressed up on my own time as the heroes I wanted to be, played different roles in my own head. I'm knocking anyone who is into Halloween now, or indoctrinating kids into the practice of it, I just don't care.  I got over it by force of circumstance and predisposition a couple of decades ago, and most other Holidays too.  All that militant black revolutionary rhetoric struck a chord with me.

It doesn't hurt that everyday I put on a certain costume.  I have variations of it, but yeah, I dress up like a GI Joe in a round about way.  In the winter I'm some version of Arctic Ranger Stalker (stocking cap, Down Jacket, Cargo Pants and boots), In the transitional seasons I'm going for General Hawk circa 1986 (Bomber Jacket, Cargo Pants, and boots), and in the summer I'm dressed like Outback (the original version in the White t-shirt, Cargo pants, & boots). I borrow my color schemes from my favorite album covers mainly. Jeff Buckley's Grace inspired my fascination with Bronze and Copper tones in leathers, and deep blues in pants and denims, with a white under layer (Usually Just A T-Shirt).  When I wear black, I will always think of Snake Eyes, Luke Skywalker in Return of the Jedi and Jin Kazama (given the right design accents).  It's silly, and also pretty insignificant because I'm not dressing up as those characters so much as taking style cues from how they were designed.  You could just as easily credit my sense of style to nearly every East Coast Rap Video that featured dudes in baggy pants, Black Down jackets, stocking caps, and boots.  That would be fair, cause it was a big influence on me as well.  That's my costume by and large.  Everyday is Halloween to me, nothing to celebrate beyond the treat of being alive, the trick of being employed.

In summary: Halloween = Meh.  Halloweenhead = <3

Now, a little bit about David Ryan Adams, who has lucked up and been the source of inspiration for a couple of recent posts, if memory serves me correctly.  Simply put, he is a high volume songwriter.  Though he may have slowed his output in recent years, during his hot streak the guy was amazingly prolific, and generally genre blind.  Regardless, his talent allowed him to pull off most anything he wanted to do with at least a display of competence at his craft, regardless of the depth or sincerity of his inspiration to flex his artistic muscles.  Me, I love his rock songs, like straight up, rollicking, moody, driving around with a sense of purpose, or need to "act out" road rock songs.  This is one of them, and it happened to be on an album that was a bit of a potpourri of output in the singer songwriter style of folk rock.  I dig a lot of that, and love the moody side of that stuff too, or the serenely blissed out permutations of it, but when you find out someone can write "your kind of rock song" pretty much flawlessly, like no one else, you want them to do it with some frequency.  Ryan Adams can do that as far as I'm concerned.  It doesn't hurt that he has so much material, I could dedicate every blog title to one of his songs and still manage to capture the tone of what I want to write about with each blog