pain and suffering, pain and suffering

i went to a concert yesterday, and thanks to alcohol and other circumstance i had a total and apeshit diatribe against the band that was playing, and i was venting like a maniac for a good twenty minutes before someone gave me enough beer to shut me the hell up for a while.

from wikipedia.org:
In psychology, psychological projection (or projection bias) is a defence mechanism in which one attributes (“projects”) to others, one’s own unacceptable or unwanted thoughts or/and emotions. Projection reduces anxiety by allowing the expression of the unwanted subconscious impulses/desires without letting the ego recognize them.

psychology is awesome.

the music itself was good. i like noise music (although i did overdo it ever so slightly shouting “i have hundreds of noise albums and listen to them all the time!”) and apart from playing too loud (it’s the quality of the decibels that matter, not the quantity) i liked it. it’s the pretentiousnes that i have a problem with – just because you have spasms while hammering the same three buttons on the keyboard doesn’t mean you’re doing anything else but hammering the same three buttons on the keyboard. i like it, just don’t make a fucking art-show performance out of it. and if you have a gaffa-tape cristian cross taped on your tshirt over your nipples and walk out into the audience holding a taperecorder up to my ear to let me savour the monotone coming out of it, this is not something that will be looked at benevolently. such behaviour, in fact, deserves a clip over the ear.

so the remixed plan for today (i had ambitions for this sunday. i like sundays) is:

1) hold my head in my hands and occasionaly moaning gently and manly.
2) ponder other circumstance and selfdestructive behaviour in general.
3) play computer games or watch teewee – can’t focus enough to read.
4) stuff my face with food.
5) not going to the gym.
6) coming up for a good plan as to what i’m going to do on my last year of art school. i’m on the final stretch of getting my MFA, and i need to sort my shit out. i started the day by trying to read up on leibniz die monadie, but needless to say it’s no use today.