These guys are hilarious. I laughed ridiculously hard watching these guys lip sync. I think Stephen Merchant and Joseph Gordon-Levitt killed it. Check out their lip sync battle here courtesy of the Late Night with Jimmy Fallon YouTube channel and Joseph Gordon-Levitt’s Facebook page.
Feeling the quick-paced displacement of your heart, as it flutters to the beat of a specific drum, is nothing shy of facing mortality. Music gives you the momentum to strive for inner greatness. Immortals lack creativity, because that one moment that gives life meaning…never comes. It hangs stagnant in the air, being ignored by those that don’t care; however for us mere mortals we thrive off of the thought of death. We design our society around it– For death not only accentuates life…it gives it meaning. Music is an extension of this elongated metaphor. It makes my heart beat rapidly, just as it does when I think of Celeste, or put pen to paper. It is an eternal muse, that I will always try to please, because it has given me so much. Thank you musicians of the world. Thank you.
The holidays are always a big deal around my household. Gifts and whatnot have never been the focus, but decorating, being with family, listening to holiday music, eating good food, and having good drinks has always been a staple. Starting with my Great Grandmother, the importance of the holidays spread down through the ranks and continues to be relevant even after her passing.
For whatever reason, holiday music has always put me in the mood for the holidays. If I am feeling down or overburdened with work I always pop in Nat king Cole’s holiday albums and it brightens my day. “The Christmas Song” is my favorite of his, but there are so many to enjoy throughout the holidays.
Check out modern duet of “The Christmas Song” featuring Nat King Cole and his daughter Natalie Cole:
Nat King Cole: Nat King Cole was born in 1919 and came to prominence as a leading Jazz Pianist. His popularity grew due to his soft baritone and enigmatic personality. He was one of the first African Americans to host a variety hour. He composed and recorded dozens and dozens of records throughout his career, and continues to maintain mainstream popularity even fifty-years after his death.
I finally caught “Get Him to the Greek” the other evening (stayed tuned for a review!), and I thought that the scene with Russell Brand having Jonah Hill stroking the furry wall in an effort to keep him calm was absolutely hilarious. So, when this cropped up on my Facebook wall today I had to repost it here at the Wit!
At the end of “Get Him to the Greek” Russell Brand’s character, Aldous Snow, makes a musical comeback with his hit single, “Furry Walls (Jeffrey).” Here is the track for your listening pleasure:
Writers find their muses anywhere they can get. There are some moments in my life where the creative juices are a flowin’; my mind is like a Jamba Juice and I’m producing smoothies at an alarming rate. Other times, however, I’m at an absolute loss. I gape dumbfounded at a blank screen willing myself to write something weighty and worthy of publishing. Sadly, when I find the ‘right’ words they are, very much, in fact the wrong words, and they are quickly backspaced and my MacBook quickly resumes his staring.
At this juncture, I usually need to step away and relax and then come back to the page with a fresh start. This is where the Reggae and liquor come into play. My dad hosts an incredibly popular podcast by the name of “Rastaman Vibrations.” Truth be told I’ve never delved into the Reggae music scene until my dad began his podcast even though he’s been in love with the music since college. I wholly regret not diving into the genre sooner, but like a good cliché “better late than never.” However, I now find that Reggae music has become a regular inspiration in my writings. It uplifts my spirits and the cleverness in the lyrics ultimately inspires me to lift pen to paper.
Lately, I’ve been listening to Damian Marley’s “Welcome 2 Jamrock” and Superheavy’s eponymous album. Due to the immeasurable talent of A.R. Rahman, Superheavy not only encompasses wonderful Reggae tones it also has some splendid Indian beats. And, at the moment I’m listening to Ky-Mani Marley’s “Rub-a-Dub Soldier,” and even though my words may not be the most poetic or cohesive at least the block in the path of this writer has been momentarily shattered.
At other moments, even the most melodic and heart-wrenching tunes can’t crack my block, and something more heavy duty is required. As cliché as it sounds liquor does help a writer write. I would, of course, never recommend this to anyone (for obvious reasons), but for me the lowering of inhibitions, caused by inebriation, bequeaths a certain loquaciousness for me. I feel more true to self, and thus my inner thoughts, whether profound or not, find their way to my quill. Personally, I prefer rum– Bacardi or Sailor Jerry’s. It’s what I like to call my ‘safe liquor’ because sadly everyone has that one alcohol that makes you mope…and that’s no bueno for a writer. I’ve talked with other artists who use a similar method, but instead of a mixed drink they may have a glass of Moscato or a Guinness to loosen those pesky threads.
Nevertheless, everyone has their methods– some more iniquitous than others, such as myself, but for curiosities sake what do you do when writer’s block strikes? Do you have an outlet or a method that cracks this common ailment?