My Brain Went on Spring Break on Monday

And it is Tuesday, and I still have things to do. God bless a week of relaxation, free of the torment of routinized living, but not at the expense of this week.

I officially started season 5 of Angel last night, howling aloud in the early hours of the morning after the lines, "Spike?" "Spike?" "BLONDIE BEAR!" It's the little things The Joss Man does that make my day.

The stressful days leading up to spring break and spring break itself seem to merit a section of music all its own. These are the changing times, the visible switching seasons, that change our listening habits. I've been pretty straight indie-mellow since the year's dawn, but yesterday I broke out the Euro metal. Nightwish a'blaring in me ears. Quality, I must say.

That is the beauty of the best. It's the music you can go back to time after time and still feel something. No matter how many times I listen to "Nemo," I always hear something new (a bass line, a string section, a hocket in the drums, etc). And that, ladies and gentlemen, is the real test of music. Like all things, it is the test of time. Will I like it in a year? Will I like it in three years? Will it mean the same thing it meant to me in high school? Is it strong enough to grow with me, or will it only be the music of memories? Some music has stayed with me because of association (Avril Lavigne - can't clean my room without her) and some music has grown to something completely new with time (Vanessa Carlton). Some music I have grown to like (Rush, Death cab) and some I still can't stand (Pink Floyd).

If you like a song, like it today. If you love a song, you won't know it until it's blossomed and evolved, months or years from now.

Escaping the Rain by Hiding in the Subways

Normally I am elated to see clouds that do anything other than snow or just sit there, looking putrid, stale and disgruntled. Basically, I like clouds that rain. Or clouds that are hanging off in the corners puffing up and reflecting the light, attempting to make this world a little more epic. I appreciate those clouds.

But, monsieur rahn clood, nut toodey. I feel lethargic, depressed, and hungry. My perfectly concocted hair has imploded, my joints are achey, and the "I'm Not Wearing Boots Today" clogs are...well...soggy. I have soggy clogs. :o(

On a more stream-of-consciousness note, I am currently listening to the Subways, and they are divine. Post-grunge, I-could-have-been-on-the-OC-but-I-want-more-from-this-world, guy with chick vocals in the background kind of divine. The first listening wasn't too impressive, but when music grows on me, it's delicious.

Highlight of the week: Gina Torres carries out a tacky Messiah metaphor on Angel, as viewed while on my elliptical trainer.
Dollhouse tomorrow night. Fingers still crossed for The Joss Man.

Joss Man in the 'house

Dollhouse premiers this Friday. I have to say, it takes a lot to convince me to stay home on a Friday night, but this is one man I'm willing to do it for. I've been in love with The Joss Man ever since I was introduced to Firefly this time last year. Interesting to look back on the year and see how far I've come. In exactly one year, I have gone from knowing nothing about The Joss Man or any of his work to having seen all seven seasons of Buffy, owning copies of Firefly and Serenity, attending the annual nationwide screening of Serenity (in costume) last June, attending a large-screen viewing of Dr. Horrible & commentary sing-alone (in costume), and I am currently on the fifth disk of the fourth season of Angel.

And what lovely timing, because now I get to experience all The Joss Man has to offer first-hand, with the rest of the television community. I am, in an understatment, excited. The Joss Man constantly renues my faith in television as a story-telling medium and I have quite enjoyed our previous tristes through the worlds of sci-fi. And of course, the geek-compulstive within me is ever greatful for the opportunity to barnacle on to such a fantastic ride.

The Joss Man According to The Golden Music Guru:
Best Show: Firefly
Funnest Character to Watch: Lorne (though Jayne is a close second)
Greatest Moment: When Buffy revieves the Class Protector award at prom at the end of the third season. I love it, I absolutely love it. (First runner up goes to pretty much any Mal/Jayne tet-a-tet)
Worst Moment: Cordelia & Connor. I mean, really?
Favorite Couple: Zoe & Wash
Funnest Character to Dress Up As: Buffy. Black leather and FBK boots make anyone feel like a slayer.
Easiest Character to Dress Up As: Captain Hammer. T-shirt, khakis, boots & snow gloves.