Hi-yea, I noticed you like a lot of things on my blog. I would like to get to know you; would you be willing to tell me a bit about yourself? [Sorry, this question seems really mechanical, I'm just not sure how to ask it with out sounding creepy. I just wanna be tumblr friends. :) ]
Wow! My first question!
Let’s see, I’m happily married with a five month old baby girl, two cats and a dog that I’m pretty sure is part goat.
I love old school video games. My first console was an NES, and I’d still rather play a gameboy than a gamegear.
I make a pretty good chicken cordon bleu. I love steampunk. And when I’m not doing all those things, I’m a graphic designer to pay the bills.
Today’s gravel ridden voice is coming to you courtesy of the esoteric Tom Waits, with “What’s He Building in There”. This song can only be described as a auditory narrative, reminiscent of the radio storytelling of years past. Waits has been making music since 1965, though a lot has changed for him since then. His first band in 1965 was a high school R&B band called The Systems. Most of Waits music has this same booze soaked, bone chilling signature voice. Tom Waits typically works in the genre of jazz, blues, and vaudeville type song writing, with an industrial overtone.
Personally, I can’t listen to his music for too long, because his voice is so unnerving. However, it is admittedly perfect for all hallows eve. “What’s He Building in There” comes from Waits album, Mule Variations, which is certainly worth a listen. The best part of Mule Variations is how his voice benefits from the way the music is composed. Even throughout just the one album, Waits displays a veritable range of talent and moods, from “Big in Japan” a more upbeat cheeky song, to bittersweet ballads like “House Where Nobody Lives”.
As for “What’s He Building in There”, this poetical narrative leaves you with the most perturbing feeling of paranoia. Like the sound of nails raking down a chalkboard, Waits makes the hairs of the back of your neck stand on end. He makes your stomach sink and your eyes shift in nervous anticipation. The way he leaves an unanswered question hanging in your imagination makes you speculate on this query for the rest of the evening. So I leave you for the night to ponder this question, dear patrons, what is he building in there?
Start telling the stories that only you can tell, because there’ll always be better writers than you and there’ll always be smarter writers than you. There will always be people who are much better at doing this or doing that - but you are the only you.
Tarantino - you can criticize everything that Quentin does - but nobody writes Tarantino stuff like Tarantino. He is the best Tarantino writer there is, and that was actually the thing that people responded to - they’re going ‘this is an individual writing with his own point of view’.
There are better writers than me out there, there are smarter writers, there are people who can plot better - there are all those kinds of things, but there’s nobody who can write a Neil Gaiman story like I can.