A New Home

I moved to Los Angeles a little over 7 years ago. One of the main reasons I decided to move here was the ocean. Thing is, I’ve never lived very close to the ocean. For the last several years I’ve been living in a two bedroom/two bath. I had originally moved to a large place so that Holly would be comfortable and I would have a little more space for an office and all of the crap that I had been accumulating. I’m a former pack rat. Alright, so maybe I haven’t cleansed myself as well as I could, but I got rid of so much shit when I moved into this new place by the beach. It’s a pretty small place, but I have the ocean two blocks away, which means cool ocean breezes and relatively clean air. I skateboard around town on the weekends and it finally is starting to feel a bit like home.

I actually moved four weeks ago, but because I had to place stuff in storage, sell a few large items, have friends go through stuff I was going to toss or donate and the fact that I had thirty days to complete the move, I took every single day. It literally dragged on and I never felt like I was done until this weekend when I did the final walk-through with my previous landlord, loaded the last bit of stuff into my car and drove off. I was kinda sad about leaving my old hood and all the great neighbors I had, but I have new ones and change is good. I may not always be able to enjoy the change as I am going through it, but at some point I look back and it all seems worth it.

I have some lingering space issues. I can’t put up all of the artwork I own. I only have room for 10,000 Maniacs to Rage Against The Machine. I have a box of books with no shelves to put them on. I have a box of stuff I haven’t unpacked yet. I hate the ideas of getting rid of music, but it may come down to that. I can part with a lot of the books. I usually only read them once anyway, save for a few reference books or nice coffee table books.

I’ll get everything worked out. There’s plenty more to work out…

Best Songs Ever Vol. 1

We were given an assignment at work. I was dreading it, if for no other reason a lot of my CDs are still in boxes and I don’t have room to unpack them. Yesterday I started at 6pm and ended at 12am this morning. 64 songs and I could only choose 12. It was a pretty difficult task, and I don’t really think it could ever be set in stone. I thought I would share. I’m thinking about sorting out the others. They are not in order of importance, but rather sequenced so as to make the mix flow. It’s what I was feeling last night. I’m not gonna put much more energy into this. Books have been written on this sort of thing. It could drive me crazy. It could…

01 The Who – Baba O’Riley
02 Led Zeppelin – Immigrant Song
03 The Kinks – You Really Got Me
04 The Beatles – Eleanor Ribgy
05 Nirvana – About A Girl
06 The Replacements – Unsatisfied
07 R.E.M. – So. Central Rain
08 The Beach Boys – I Just Wasn’t Made For These Times
09 Jeff Buckley – Last Goodbye
10 Marvin Gaye – Let’s Get It On
11 The Beastie Boys – Shake Your Rump
12 Michael Jackson – Don’t Stop ‘Til You Get Enough