Nervous Breakdown
depression March 24th, 2008
I drove Sam home yesterday (photos later) and the impact hit me today. I’m at work right now, and I can’t think can’t talk can’t get anything done. I look at blogs trying to get my mind into something, anything, and it just ain’t happening. I started a piece with photos but gave up because I don’t have the energy or the attention span. I’d like to shut down my pc and go home right now but I have too much work to ignore to do that.
I think after work I’m going to drink til I pass out.
March 27th, 2008 at 7:16 am
Great Keith Morris (who later went on to the Circle Jerks) vocals on that version of NB. I have to go back and check out Falling Down. I remember liking the sentiment but feeling that the movie fell short because half of Douglas’s character’s targets were just thin stereotypes — easy targets to sell to Hollywood and the movie-going public. In better, smarter, more independent hands, that film could be reworked into something full of righteous indignation. Black Flag’s song deserves the latter.
Keep that black dog at bay as best you can. I’ll keep playing phone tag this week. I know I owe you one.