his crime was looking up for truth
Earlier in the week we finally moved all our books over here to the apartment. Among them was my big cd carrier, which I go through occasionally to find music I haven’t listened to in a while. Yesterday I rediscovered my copy of DJ Tiesto’s 2004 trance/house opus Just Be. I took it to work to listen to (it makes great background music), but now I have "Forever Today" going through my head. It’s a pretty song, so I don’t mind all that much, and in any case I would rather have something without lyrics stuck in my head rather than some inane snippet from a random chorus bouncing around up there. The first three minutes of the song are especially lovely, in a linear, artless sort of way–just an anthemic crescendo and fall of strings before the beat sets in. The album as a whole isn’t terribly creative and isn’t my favorite, but it’s a noteworthy listen.
This is the first evening a while I haven’t been busy doing web work or just dog tired from the day. It’s satisfying to have completed all the work and for the ball to be in the other court, as it were, and awaiting a return volley of new work. Diane and I have been watching a lot of Top Gear lately. I love that she likes the show so much and likes to watch it with me.