Californian Sojourn

In My Opinion Sex Has Been A Factor In The Ruination Of The Arts...

This article lends some more credibility to that assertion (well the first part anyways, the rest just gets, um, interesting).  Now I don't mind seeking new ways to bring music, especially classical music, to more listeners both young and old.  My only problem is that sexing things up really dilutes the true scope of apperciation for raw talent, that is, the musicmanship.  I mean now most concerts have all sort of gyrating going on and thus plenty of vocal dubbing because I'm sorry but I know a thing or two about singing ( I mean not because I can sing but I obviously know those who can) and you can't move like that and belt out a tune at the same time.  And since Pop is where all the attention is nowadays everyone else is basically left to cast their lonely eyes towards that institution and decide how best copy and bring the people back.  Now I'm a big time cynical (positive) thinker so I might be lamenting what I should not but when art can't be apperciated for the talent, but rather for the flesh, well I'm gonna open this big fat mouth of mine.

Oh well, lately I've been trying to create my own electronic music (and boy is that complicated) so I'll  just pimp (pun intended) that out here when it's ready.  Then someone can complain about my blog giving me a place to showcase absolutely horrific music that will never sound as good as a record (and it's true, the quality of digital isn't as good as an analog signal).

Losing Innocence, Or Killing It Before It Ever Begins?

Reading an excerpt from this book, Smut: A Sex-Industry Insider (and Concerned Father) Says Enough is Enough I'm not quite sure anymore.  We all don't live in downtown New York, but how far away are we really from the seed being planted everywhere else?  Media saturates our lives now like never before, will unbridled and frankly immature sexuality do the same?

I'm still amazed at watching a Dave Chappelle skit and Reno 911 in which children were present while foul-language and even fouler sexua situations were discussed.  Do children of 10 or 11 years really need to be privy to dicussions about prison rape and sexual diseases in graphic detail, even for comedic purposes?  My answer is no, but it seems that such an opinion just earns me the label of a prude when it's obvious I am anything but.  Responsibility can be tough but it ain't prudish folks and we're gonna need to re-learn that pretty darn quick.

Haemi, I Have Found The Answer...

And the answer lies here:

A Girl's Guide to Geek Guys

Another One Of Those Coming To Me Suddenly Thoughts...

So, uh, I was in the midst of flipping through loan docs at work this night at I was reflecting on  the past and things I've been replaced with when a thought struck me, namely, I suck as a boyfriend!  Now before you feel sorry for me and try and say that actually I don't suck (Heh, yea right! Shut-up disembodied voice I just made up for filler!) know that I am not really depressed by the notion, rather I am amused and befuddled in a way by it.  Bemused in the fact that it plays right into the situation that I shouldn't get inovlved with anyone because I got a lot of things to fix up in my own life currently and such and then befuddled because it seems as if I'd be a rather distant companion in some senses as if I lack, imagination or something in those things women really love like various surprises and the like.  Yes I am comparing myself to something and no it isn't some fictional movie something or other and I don't think it's a bad thing that I am comparing, it's just enlightening in some ways.

Now I'm not a bad guy to say the least, I don't cheat, won't care about other women, would rather be with you than anywhere else (most of the time), I'm a romantic and don't fear my manhood dying because of it, and a bunch of other things.  But when I think about it, I sure do have faults and I guess in many ways I fall right into that good guy stereotype where I'll always be there but I'm just not all that spontaneous(though to my credit I can certainly be such at times).  If you want wild and crazy, well the world is FULL of those kind of men nowadays.  Note that doesn't mean that I'm not fun.

Blah, blah, blah, anyways I've got plenty of things to change up (loosen up perhaps?) about myself  and it ain't gonna occur over night.  And seeing how I've yet to come across a lady my age that doesn't in some way fall for the more "edgy" guy it appears as if I don't have to worry too much about being caught up in things till I've settled things with myself.

Well this was a strange post, dissect as you wish and please give me your thoughts on...well whatever tickles your fancy...

Well This Is Interesting, I Think...

But I am definitely scratching my head on this story.  I mean 45.1 friggin percent of married couples sexless?  I'm good little Christian boy here and I can't  even imagine not having sex for months on end in a marriage, because, that's just crazy.

I know this goes back to an even bigger societal shift in Japan involving the roles of men and women as well as the choices of women to put off marriage till later, or in some cases indefinitely, but this aspect just boggles my mind.  Now I really don't know if I can believe the 45.1% figure because I've seen statistics get f'd up before but even so this is still something to take under consideration.

I tell you, the  more I read the more I want to find out about the inner workings of the Japanese culture.  Though with numbers like these...I'm wondering if I should get married beforehand...

Well, maybe not.

Ah The Way The Young Try And Get Past Cultural Decor...

The Marmot gives me an education regarding the Korean phenomenon of "Booking."

Relevant articles, one summary and another experience, on the matter here and here.

Ah that Nicholas Cage, thanks for perpetuating more stereotypes for me to contend with.

A Moment To Ponder...

I've come across a rather humorous and honest post from a guy who's name I cannot find but calls his space on the web Functional Ambivalent. He brings up an infinitely interesting subject, one in which even the perfect gentleman in this day and age remains utterly confused and confounded by. Women are indeed fascinating creatures, but in cases like these, they can drive us absolutely nuts. Now I'm not walking around at school or anything checking out the "equipment" let me assure you, but I've come across numerous incidents where any man is stuck with his eyes in the wrong place at oh so the wrong time. The irony threatens to kill us sometimes.

Read the post and marvel at the male viewpoint (the sane and respectful male viewpoint that is) and pity us.

Lord, we really are the most over-sexed of the animal kingdom (which is another irony)...

UPDATE: Add another example to the mix, what is a guy exactly supposed to do when confronted by a Victoria Secrets commercial talking about a new "lifting" bra? Besides changing the channel? I need one of those confused smileys right about now.