It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.
It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love for your dream for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn’t interest me what “planets are squaring your moon.” I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit with pain mine or your own without moving to “hide it” or “fade it” or “fix it.”
I want to know if you can be with joy mine or your own if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful to “be realistic” to “remember the limitations of being human.”
It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.
I want to know if you can be faithful and therefore be trustworthy. I want to know if you can see beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from God’s presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure yours and mine and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”
It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
You ask me how I became a madman. It happened thus: One day, long before many gods were born, I woke from a deep sleep and found all my masks were stolen,—the seven masks I have fashioned and worn in seven lives,—I ran maskless through the crowded streets shouting, “Thieves, thieves, the cursed thieves.”
Men and women laughed at me and some ran to their houses in fear of me.
And when I reached the marketplace, a youth standing on a house-top cried, “He is a madman.” I looked up to behold him; the sun kissed my own naked face for the first time. For the first time the sun kissed my own naked face and my soul was inflamed with love for the sun, and I wanted my masks no more. And as if in a trance I cried, “Blessed, blessed are the thieves who stole my masks.”
Thus I became a madman.
And I have found both freedom and safety in my madness; the freedom of loneliness and the safety from being understood, for those who understand us enslave something in us.
But let me not be too proud of my safety. Even a Thief in a jail is safe from another thief.
The Madman: His Parables and Poems. by Kahlil Gibran
In the midst of COVID, I started leaning on music to find inspiration, release, escape and enjoyment. My focus leaned towards albums. I am fascinated by the storytelling component of a full album. I’ve focused on exploring mostly LPs (Long play records – usually 8 songs or more) with some EPs (extended play records – usually 4-6 songs). Some come as recommendations, some are stuck in my head when I wake up, and other times I explore an artist I’ve recently discovered or haven’t listed to in a number of years.
This is year 2 of exploring albums and different artists. 2020 full list is available here. See this post for my top 10 albums of 2020. New albums released in 2021 are noted.
Saturday, Jan 2: Madvillain, Madlib, MF DOOM – Madvillainy
Sunday, Jan 3: SAULT – Untitled (Rise)
Monday, Jan 4: FKJ – French Kiwi Juice
Tuesday, Jan 5: BERWYN – DEMOTAPE/VEGA
Wednesday, Jan 6: Amber Mark – 3:33am
Thursday, Jan 7: Nbdy – Admissions
Friday, Jan 8: SAMA’ – SAMA’ – BBC RADIO 1 ESSENTIAL MIX – 2019.07.06 (set)
Monday, Jan 11: Sublime – Sublime
Tuesday, Jan 12: Jim Bryson, The Weakerthans – The Falcon Lake Incident
Wednesday, Jan 13: Michael Franks – The Art of Tea
Thursday, Jan 14: Isaac Hayes – Hot Buttered Soul
Friday, Jan 15: Dolly Parton – Coat of Many Colors
Tuesday, Jan 19: Brian McKnight – Anytime
Wednesday, Jan 20: Cristoph – On the Inside
Thursday, Jan 21: Gogol Bordello – Gypsy Punks: Underdog World Strikes
Friday, Jan 22: 112 – Part III
Monday, Jan 25: Kelsey Lu – Blood
Tuesday, Jan 26: Dwson – Impulsiv
Wednesday, Jan 27: Yves Tumor – Heaven To A Tortured Mind
Thursday, Jan 28: Maxwell – Now
Friday, Jan 29: Jack Johnson – In Between Dreams
Monday, Feb 1: Weezer – OK Human 
Tuesday, Feb 2: Santino Le Saint – Rage of Angels
Wednesday, Feb 3: Madlib – Sounds Ancestors 
Thursday, Feb 4: Flume – Flume: Deluxe Edition
Friday, Feb 5: Moon Boots – First Landing
Monday, Feb 8: SG Lewis – Dawn
Tuesday, Feb 9: Foo Fighters – Medicine at Midnight 
Wednesday, Feb 10: islandman – Kaybola (Deluxe Vesion)
Thursday, Feb 11: Against All Logic – 2017-2019
Friday, Feb. 12: Bonobo – Late Night Tales: Bonobo
Tuesday, Feb 16: Black Coffee – Subconsciously 
Wednesday, Feb 17: Tank – Savage
Thursday, Feb 18: Sam Shure – Laconia
Friday, Feb 19: Keith Jarrett – Budapest Concert (Live)
Monday, Feb 22: Bob Moses – Desire
Tuesday, Feb 23: U-Roy – Dread in A Babylon
Wednesday, Feb 24: Arlo Parks – Collapsed in Sunbeams