Today, Camilla and I are going to a late double 30:th birthday and housewarming party in Nässjö. A two and a half hour drive away. It’s my old friend AO and his girlfriend (or fiancé? They are engaged) JE who’s having it. It’s a stay over so I’ll be back tomorrow to tell you all about it, and maybe throw in a picture or two (which reminds me that I have to charge the camera battery).
And on that note I’ll leave you with a lot of crappy songs.
Happy Birthday! [Spotify link]
I am actually right now sitting and having ‘The Anger’ a listen through. Don’t normally do that; listen to my own music. It doesn’t do for me what I want music to do for me since there for me isn’t an aura of mystique surrounding it (because I know how it was made/written/recorded it becomes a lot more technical and a lot less escapism for my taste).
If I can say it (and I can, I can say anything I want here, this is my forum) It sounds pretty all right. Not that it wouldn’t but I must admit that thinking about the album, the songs and how they sound, I always imagine them sounding crap. But I think that has more to do with self-esteem issues projected, not only onto myself but also, onto things that I do more than the songs actually sounding crap which Rob say they don’t, so they don’t. Robs Law.
All that stuff I said, or wrote, yesterday.
All that stuff about Rawls and Rationality.
The question, in crude form, I accounted for.
Forget that.
I had a meeting today with my supervisor. What he essentially said was: Why do you want to brake open unlocked doors? My question is a non-question. So now I have a new one, one developed from the ideas I had but in a brake open locked doors kind of fashion.
I feel like I’m standing in front of a table full of stuff and the stuff needs to be organized.
I have no idea as to how to organize the stuff.
I do not know what the stuff is/are.
Just turned in the second, my second, memo for my paper to be written this semester (which according to the Swedish National Agency for Higher Education is called, and from here on in will be referred to as, Bachelor’s essay). The first one I turned in was deemed to wide (in subject) It’s ok, it happened to everyone in my class. This next one isn’t. It’s narrow. I have a meeting tomorrow with the guy/teacher/professor overseeing my writing (there probably has an English title, just can’t think of it). My question, to be answered, might not touch on the most vibrant of philosophical debates, none the less I feel it will lead me onto the right path, having to learn a lot about rationality.
So? What is then my question? Well, in a crude and not final form it sounds like this:
Is anyone, or several, of the qualities/subjects of knowledge that Rawls deprives the individuals behind the veil of ignorance necessary for the individuals to be/act/choose, in Rawls sense, rational(ly)?
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I’m sitting here, once again, with Burial in my headphones. I can’t believe how good this is. How emotional this music is and makes me. It plays me like a violin. I also, because of the music, want to get back to London as soon as possible.
The soundtrack of Big City in my ears, my feelings on my sleeve.
Today I am overwhelmed by matters that need to be done and I have no idea as to how to do them… and if I succeed in doing one the satisfaction always comes hand in hand with a worry for the next.
A big pile of musts to be moved from one place to another…
… and me with my bare hands.
It’s fat Tuesday (or perhaps shrove Tuesday) here in Sweden, a holiday, or eating day. We have a few of those, mostly in regards to pastries. Today is no different. Today one has to eat a Semla. A Semla is a sweet wheat bun with its top cut off and its insides taken out. Then you mix the insides with a little almond paste and a little cream. Then you put the mix back into the hollowed out bun. Then you spray a thick layer of whipped cream over it and finally place the cut of bun-top on top of the cream, touching it off with some powder sugar. Some people eat it with a little warm milk (placing the Semla in a bowl in which the bottom is covered with milk) some eat it like it is.
Other than this, eating, I am studying today. Thinking about, and reading up on, stuff for my paper on Rawls Veil of Ignorance. Can’t really say I am getting anywhere. It’s frustrating and hard. It could be that my mind is on the Arsenal-Roma UEFA Champions league game later tonight but I think not. I really must get cracking, get going and just get getting on this paper…
Done.
Done with part 1 of 3.
Yes folks, and other avid readers of this blog really interested in how my school work in going, I’m done with my home exam/book report/thoughts on Derek Parfits Reasons and Persons. I have just e-mailed it to my professor.
I always feel humbled by these kinds of tasks and think it’s a bit presumptuous to invoke, or provoke, my thoughts, on, to, in this case Derek Parfits work. I mean: what can I say that is of any importance about it? Still I did it.
Parts 2 and 3 consist in Reading up on David Hume and for my big paper to be written this semester; narrowing down the field of research since it’s now a bit big and unmanageable.
So there you have my upcoming week!
In music news: I’ve e-mailed Rob a list of March dates. Dates when I am free. Free to record. Lets hope for a second stint at the studio, some other studio or the same studio as the last time, soon! Also: soon the album ‘The Anger’ will be released world wide. Keep your eyes open for that one.
About three weeks ago my niece gave birth to a baby girl. That makes me a Grand Uncle. Last night the baby and her parents came by to visit Camilla and Me. We had bought a birthday gift for the little girl; a teddy bear.
Now I don’t know what you see in the picture. I’m guessing teddy bear, a normal teddy bear. If not you might be on LSD or something.
I wouldn’t say it’s not easy being an Arsenal supporter (at the moment) because it is easy, it’s very easy. Being a fan, a supporter of Arsenal is the easiest thing one can do (that is if one likes football). I mean: they are the best team in the world and how would it be hard supporting the best team in the world?
What isn’t easy at the moment is following the games, today’s one was no different.
Remember a while back I reported that someone had made me a video and put it up on youtube.com (here it is) well it has happened again. This new one is better… also a one shot but more to look at.
Video war!
Today I have been studying my ass off. A good thing too. I’ve been sleeping really bad the past three nights. I am really stressed out and I think it’s because of the study-load. Getting things done today calmed me a bit and I hope I’ll get to sleep tonight.
Crappy service helped. My TV/Internet/Telephone provider broke something today so for most of the day I had no access to anything, I was completely cut off from the real world, or the virtual world, which ever you want.
Derek Parfit was on the agenda and a book review of sorts of his book Reasons and Persons. I wrote 600 of the 2500 to 3000 words which I need to write. I also got some reading done. David Hume or some history on him: James Baillie – Hume on Morality.
Bosse has gotten yet a hot spot (and no it’s not a cool rock club). He gets them from time to time which is really tedious, for him and us, Camilla and I, both. We have to put a kund of funnle over his head to stop him from biting, and itching, his leg, or wherever the hot spot is.
I think that is about it. I have no music news which is kind of a bummer. I hope there will be soon.
Look at that! A nice post covering the basics with a lot of links and info, the way it sould be.
Today was, or is, the third day of my new life (also the first day of the rest of my life and the last day of my life thus far and probably a couple of other days). I have exercised all of these days and have had no sweets, candy, cookies or anything else like that. Let’s hope I can keep this up for a while; long enough to see some results and then those results can take over as motivators because now I really do not feel motivated at all. I’m just doing it for the fun of it… or something.
My eye is twitching and that usually means that I’m tired.
I have the most intense week study-wise ever ahead of me.
E-mailed Spotify yesterday about getting my album onto it, up in it. Got an answer and If were all a bit lucky (not only me but also other artist not involved with the distributing companies Spotify have deals with) we will be able to get our music up this first quarter of 2009. So be on the look out for that.
I really feel like recording now.
Got a mail from Rob today about a mail he got from cdon.com regarding how many records we’ve sold. As it turns out: not so many.
This raises, as I feel a bit bummed, a question:
Do I care about record sales? Why or why not? And bla bla bla bla…
I had a whole other post thought out, one about me playing poker with some rappers.
Oh well… on with the show.
Done studying for the day. I was well structured and prepared for the task that were ahead and I executed it fine! It was kind of easy. My critique against Positivism was against the Positivist view on knowledge and how the sum of knowledge always gets add on. In contrast to ripping up what you know and start over. General idea: It’s pretty hard to build any now known scientific “facts” about the Earth on the old knowledge of the Earth being flat. My argument for Holism was that it takes two to know what a right or wrong act is. When social phenomena such as rules and/or norms are reduced to only one individual it is very hard to know if a rule has been broken or a norm not followed.
By the way. These are my answers, they are not necessarily what I, rock-man, think.
Now I’m off to walk the dog and then maybe do some dishes…
Monday. New day. New week. New Life.
Yes. I have been up since before the crack of dawn. First thing I did this morning, at 0700h, was a work out. A light walk and a short session on the exercises bike. It’s time to face up to facts. Fat facts, and facts about not really wanting to be fat. (I can’t believe I am writing this.)
Ok. So maybe I’m not fat fat but I am carrying around a fair amount of extra weight. If I told you how much you would not believe me. It’s more than you think… way more. How much does a fat person weigh? Add 20 kg to that. (No I am not kidding. Do I look like I am kidding? No, how can I!? Or more to the point: How can you be the judge of that!? You can’t see me!)
So after those two passages of wallowing in self pity (well… not really) I will talk about something more positive; studies. Yes, that is what I am going to do today. The Philosophy of Social Science; one argument against Positivism (Inductivism) and one argument for Holism, Epistemological or Ontological.
That’s what I am going to be doing today; studying.
Thought it was time for a change. Don’t be alarmed, it’s just a new theme.
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I lied yesterday, I’m not sure, not sure at all. Perhaps I did not lie, perhaps the feeling written about yesterday, in regards to the recording Rob and I did in Kinna, was like the one I wrote about. But that was yesterday… day.
I sent Rob an e-mail last night.
It pretty sums up what I feel.
This is it:
I am lost in doubt and impressions.
I know nothing anymore.
If there is to be a record then you will have to guide me.
It’s not that I don’t have ideas about the material, what is going to be recorded and what has been recorded, it’s just that I no longer have any idea as to what is good. What is good?
I’ve went back and fourth between throwing everything away, making a synthesizer record, a desperado rock album, just destroy everything with distortion. Why do I have to sing like Paul Young did in 1983? His version of Joy Divisions Love Will Tear us Apart is shameful.
I feel like that.
Like Paul Young.
Just as clueless.
Are we doing something shameful?
/Unwell
Just got an e-mail from Rob. It contained an Mp3. An Mp3 of the song we recorded last weekend at Studio Lyddevägen; One Fear. We’re not quite done recording it. Not quite done mixing it. Not mastered it one bit. I’m still surprised as to how it sounds. And, all the stuff I have been worrying about over the week, worries growing into bigger worries just because one worries about them, are blown away. There not here any more. I’m not worried. It’s going to sound great.
Have you got Spotify yet? No, why not!? Yes, all right!
Here’s my list 80′s kicks vol. 1! (Just click on the link and let yourself go back.)
If I am to say anything about the list I can ask the question: why in the name of whatever does Rockwell, in the first track, change to a British accent, instead of his original American, in the second vers? Which producer ok:d that!?
