With a vengence the Music returns, somewhat!

"Killing yourself to Live" was completed on a prop plane from New Bern, NC to Charlotte. A disappointing finish, a dificult to comprehend but an interesting read. Not dificult because of lack of understanding, but dificult, because it was not what I suspected. There were more than a few highlights, moments that were strikingly similar to thoughts that I swear I have had before. Yes, this may be selfish, but many moments in this read were deja vu 'ish. I few poignant moments were nearly duplicated, yet, now I am afraid to say that I could care less about the locations that Chuck K. chose to visit to figure out the mystery at hand. The more I read it was only his own mystery that was being solved, and I cared about that less.

So on the leg from Charlotte, NC to Newark, I retreated to the confines of my Dell JKbox. That is after I thought I had left it in New Bern Airport on the seat next to me. It took me 2 minutes of shear panic on the plane to finally find it stuck in bewtween the wall of the plane and my seat.

I decided at that point that my line up of tunes would be directed towards those moments where I felt greatful for something, so strangely enough, I summoned Portishead to the front of the pack, solely for the purpose that I am thankful for my girlfriend for introducing them to me 7 years ago, and also because I had not listened to them for 5 years. Shockingly it felt like it was just yesterday that I was stealing her CD prior to our first breakup, ah, good times..

Upon triphopping myself to death, realizing that there was only a little over an hour of flight time to take advantage of, I stared out the window and reverted to Pink Floyd's "The Wall" I only made it through the first 3 tracks and I was summoned to detach my "electronic device".

So now, I continue to try and find "Architecture in Helsinki" tracks, and the new John Vandeslice, but to no avail. I am sweating with aticipation of leaving my office and retreating to a couch ASAP.