flying over the pacific now. 14 hour flight from sydney to los angeles.
an aside: has anyone else noticed that almost every movie has roughly the same indie soundtrack? or variations on the same indie soundtrack? don’t get me wrong, i like a lot of indie music, but it feels like every movie has roughly the same pitchfork sanctioned indie soundtrack, with some jangly guitars and some winsome vocals over acoustic guitars and some slightly quirky music made in greenpoint with perhaps an accordion and a drum machine and maracas and a boy and a girl singing j.d salinger inspired lyrics about love. it’s nice, i guess, better than generic top 40 dreck, but still a bit odd that goofy winsome williamsburg indie music now occupies the ubiquitous movie soundtrack spots that huey lewis and phil collins and steve perry occupied in the 80’s. again, it’s nice, to an extent. but maybe some variety? nothing wrong with winsome indie guitar pop, but maybe just a bit of variety?
ok, we’re landing in l.a now, time to turn off the computer.
another thing, has anyone else noticed that almost every celebrity who has died in the last 5 years has died primarily of prescription drugs? maybe people assume that because they’re prescribed they’re safe? a friend of mine recently went into a coma from prescription drug abuse (luckily he’s ok now). but eating bucketloads of anti-anxiety drugs and a.d.d drugs and sleeping pills and synthetic opiates and etc on a daily basis just can’t be too healthy, especially when mixed with sweet lady liquor (aka: hooch, booze, rotgut, momma’s medicine, etc). i mean, i understand the appeal of prescription drugs, as they’re powerful and legal and easy to come by and they look so sanctioned and official in their little amber plastic bottles. hopefully no more people will die from contra-indications of prescription drugs. it doesn’t seem like such a happy way to go.
ok, flight’s landing in los angeles now, the sun kissed land of prescription drug abuse and indie soundtracks.
moby