4 Theme Song

As these October days tick away I'm feeling an encroaching happiness. Think I'm looking forward to putting these sleep deprived chapters to bed, and getting out of bed for some real summer.
Was looking at a map at school and started tracing a route to the Fish River Canyon and the Nossob river. I'm attracted to these ultra empty ancient deserts for some reason. Maybe because it's these empty places that fill you up with their loneliness, and not your own. Maybe it is just peaceful, and you can hear every footstep you make. Maybe it's just Somewhere Else.

A friend of mine recommended Catatonia's Dead From The Waist Down, as a theme songfor this blog. It's softly appropriate. And it got me thinking. The theme for this blog is what exactly? It's about The Road To A Home. My journey through the real world. I felt I wanted a theme song that was more aggressive and energetic, somehow African, having roots (as in the roots that compel us towards a sense of home) but also a song that is about the schism that we all feel in our lives today. You see, tt doesn't help me if I build a real world in a flat world that operates on a framework of lunacy. The world is not flat after all. It's round. What ever got us on track to think otherwise? I could try to invest in a flat world, and I might lose it all. I might not, but that's a gamble I'd rather not take. I'm willing to take risks; gambling is something altogether different.
This blog endeavours to awaken a sleepwalking society, encourages a New Urbanism, an enlightened way of living and reveals the authors own attempt to find meaningful direction..
Finding our way means moving counter to the comfortable laziness of a sick society versus swimming and driving ourselves in a stream of consciousness, a more principled path, a conservative life, pursuing mutual health, and not focussed on consuming but sharing, not obsessed with gratification but with the real road and the surrounding countryside of present world accountability.
More than one person has said to me, "You're very political, aren't you..." Or, "Why do you have to be so serious all the time." Probably because no one else is. I'm no saviour, but I am an artist, and I guess it's my job (it's just who I am really) to have a deep sense of what is going on in the world. Well, this blog represents my interpretation. If you prefer rap music, change the channel. If you don't like it, go to a Surrealist Gallery or something.

One thing We The World will soon have to learn is to tolerate what we don't like, instead of killing it, or separating ourselves from it or trying to escape from it. Just Deal With It. That's why we're here, that's the purpose of our lives, to deal with who we are and what we co-create. To not do so is to lie to ourselves and to play pretend games (and watch pretend stuff on film) that will finally and irrevocably become real. Far better to act our instincts out in the here and now. Where else is there, but this place, this place called Here.

So I think a better theme song for this blog is an oldie by Hazell Dean. I've had this song in my head for 15 years or more and it's taken a really long time to find out that the artist who sang it was not Aztec Camera or anyone else. Hazell Dean. Who?
You'll know when you hear the song, especially the Zulu mix, which did the rounds in the late 90's in the dance clubs. The lyrics (which I'll post later) will also jog the memories of most of who read this blog.
We're swiftly heading for 20 000, and once there, I will dimish into the South, and feel my work is done. Many of the messages in this blog were specific to the end of 2005, particularly November.
I will probably post only every 2nd or 3rd day when I am in South Africa. To date I have kept up a routine of posting every single day for almost a year. On October 29 it will be a full year. I'd like to devote my time to some other interests.
Writing this blog though, has provided me with a good place to test my wits and discipline, and for the writer to continue to develop the craft of writing; something I started on when I was 13 years old. I starting copying story books just for the look and feel of a complete book scribbled on paper.

Hazell Dean sings They Say It's Gonna Rain. Rain washes away the dirt and cleans away the debris that lies on the land. Our society needs an overhaul. It's sick, through and through. It starts in the spirit, spreads to our thoughts and concepts, and once those are corrupts, the body fills with cancers and from there it gets shared into the world.
After the storms and floods, the land returns refreshed and restored. It shines and sparkles as an almost unrecognisable emptiness. It brings, above all, something the world really needs - a fresh start.