Project 2018: January Review

Earlier I discussed my Project 2018, which is to get to know a new album every month. The album for this month, chosen at random from our complied list, is Aimee Mann’s “Mental Illness” from 2017.

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The selection instantly came with a bonus: my friend James, who selected the album for this project, mailed me a physical copy on CD. Sure it’s available on streaming, but I like to see the album laying around, sparking my memory, keeping the thoughts churning. It decorates my stereo like a trophy letting visitors know that there is music in this home. I like to hold the insert in my hand. Read the lyrics. Ponder the fonts, the photography, the art work. I want to know who played the cello on track number six. Plus I love mail, so that made one day in our snowy January awesome.

Before this, I was only marginally aware of Aimee Mann. I knew she had quietly, consistently been rocking away for a long time, leaving a distinguished discography fueled by her talent as a lyricist. But even one song on the tip of my tongue? Shamefully no. Still however, this album is not what I was expecting from Aimee Mann.

This album is stark. It begins sparsely, with only a guitar and an ethereal voice reminiscent of an early Stevie Nicks. Upon first listening the first four tracks created an compartmentalized, confused mental space. The first track begins “Looking into the face of a Goose Snow Cone.” What am I supposed to do with that?! What does that mean? (Remember that the parameters of this project include the stipulation of no research before the first listening) The sleighbells create an enchanting, wintery atmosphere that soon turns to cabin fever where self doubt and distrust creep in. The second and third tracks are loveless waltzes that spin a floating dizziness.

A theme begins to emerge for the logical listener. Track three: You Never Loved Me. Five: Lies of Summer. Final: [My Heart Is a] Poor Judge. Relationship heartache, betrayal, and all of the dark emotions you internalize when something ends. All of the hindsight and what ifs you needlessly torture yourself with.

The album does not become a tedious folk singer/songwriter compilation. It grows in complexity with interesting arrangements, piano, and strings. The final two tracks are perhaps the most accessible. The second to last track offers our first taste of driving drums and bass. The final track starts like it could be the best Elton John piano rock ballad that never was recorded. It is soon joined by a soaring string section that provides the perfect countermelody like a heart breaking, thoughtful Ben Folds story piece. From me, that is highest praise.

I think I will be spending some more time with this album. I love a good sad song, and this album is filled with them. My favorite line comes from Track nine: Philly Sinks.

Well, you can put in your oar

But you’re hoping for more.

And if the rowing gets dull

Just knock a hole in the hull

and let ocean swallow you down.

 

I am!

I just finished reading “You are Badass at Making Money” by Jen Sincero.

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It was an impulse buy a few hours before boarding a plane this summer. It was a quality purchase for the sole fact that my other book purchase was far too heavy to read on vacation. And yes, I said “just finished” meaning I’ve been nibbling on this book for eight months. A bite here, a bite there. It was a lot to take in. I took notes. I meditated.

Let me say that nothing about this purchase makes any sense to me. Growing up I was always taught to never talk about money. Carrying around a giant GREEN book with the word ASS on the dust jacket no less than four times that bragged about my prowess in all things financial does not exactly line up with that upbringing, especially not for airplane reading. Also no one wants to publicly read some cheerleady self-help book. And that’s exactly what this book is.

In my haste I also failed to read the fine print at the bottom that this was the second in the series of “Badass” books. The first was about general awesomeness – or so I surmise from title. This one focuses on finances. What this book is not is your typical personal finance book that starts by telling you to put down the four dollar coffee and ends by telling you to get a second job or invest in index funds. This book focuses on you. YOU are a Badass the title says, with YOU being the biggest word on the cover. It’s about getting your mind right, dreaming big, going for it, and never giving up.

There is some New Age thought sprinkled throughout, but try not to roll your eyes and just go with it. Accept it as part of the journey. The subtitle is “Master the Mindset of Wealth”. It’s not about budgets and line item drudgery; it’s about lining up your mind with your goals. Surrounding yourself with like-minded people. Preparing your mind for the changes to come.

One particular section that resonated with me was about your cheering section.

“Everyone talks about how you know who your true friends are when you’re desperate and things really bottom out. But I want to send a shout-out to the friends who stick by you when you’re kicking ass. When you’re stuck in the the suckhole and people come to your rescue, they get the opportunity to feel helpful, to save the day, to be a hero. Don’t get me wrong, it’s a beautiful, essential thing to take care of one another, and I’m hugely grateful to everyone who’s ever helped me when I was down in the dumps, but I think more needs to be said about friends who selflessly cheer you on when you’re totally killing it. Especially if they’re not doing so great themselves.” – Jen Sincero

I’ve had suckhole moments this last year, and it was great to have my friends by my side. But I’ve also had killing it moments this last year too, and it was kind of lonely [and obvious] looking around and not seeing your friends cheering you on. “I’m not competing with anyone. I hope we all make it.”, a popular platitude goes. Cheer for me. I’ll cheer for you.

I’ve always been interested in person finance, estate planning, etc. And I understand why I was asked to not talk about money growing up. But I think we should be talking about it more. You don’t have to be gross about it. You don’t have to say the numbers out loud if that makes you uncomfortable. But let’s get a conversation going. Let’s dream big, point the ship in the right direction, and cheer for each other along the way.

Project 2018

Last week on my first blog post I discussed New Year’s Resolutions, goals, and projects. Whether you are a resolution, goals, or project kind of person, it’s always good to have something to look forward to in the year to come.

In the final days of 2017, plenty of time was spent in reflection. A great deal had happened over the year, including some big changes in my life. I meditated on the people who were positive influences in my life. I sketched out some goals. I completed a Personal Year-in-Review. I looked into December of 2018 and asked my future self what I did that made this year my best ever.

One thing that makes it onto my list every year is music. More. More listening, more playing, more creating, more discussion. I asked Santa to help me out with a new turntable set up this year and he came through and even included a few of my favorite records.

While planning my small, well-crafted personal music library, I decided to look up some of the best albums of 2017. I found a few lists. Top Ten. Top Twenty. Then, a Top Fifty! All reviewed and compiled by the same person. Personal reviews, not just sales metrics. I was enamored of this list. Not because of the content, but simply because it existed. One person had listened to fifty albums in one year – all new releases – and knew them each well enough to write a brief, meaningful summary and was brave enough to rank them. The content was incredible, too, with a wide mix of genres and audiences.

Did I listen to fifty albums last year? Of course. Did I listen to fifty(!) new albums from 2017 alone? No. But it seemed so doable. An hour a week at most for one spin. Relatively inexpensive with sharing and streaming services. I looked at a schedule of who was releasing albums in 2018. I shared the idea with a friend, positing it as a goal for an indefinite future date. He suggested a pilot year. One a month, instead of one a week. I liked the idea of a pilot year. Also a friendly partner gives you both leeway and accountability.

We set up parameters.

  • Only albums we are not intimately familiar with
  • No research before listening (to avoid prejudice)
  • Minimum two spins before discussing
  • Mix of genres
  • Mix of years, but must include one new release

We decided for the selections that I would select four albums, he would select four albums, and then we would solicit suggestions for four albums from musicians or music lovers that we mutually respect.

Our list looks like this:

  • Tori Amos – Native Invaders (2017)
  • The Beach Boys – Pet Sounds (1966)
  • Beastie Boys – License to Ill (1986)
  • Eno•Hyde – Someday World (2014)
  • Aimee Mann – Mental Illness (2017)
  • Crosby, Stills, Nash, & Young – Deja Vu (1970)
  • Joy Division – Unknown Pleasures (1979)
  • Eddie from Ohio – Actually Not (1993)
  • Periphery – Select Difficulty (2016)
  • Sting – Ten Summoner’s Tales (1993)
  • Ben Wendel – The Seasons (2017)
  • Vance Joy – Nation of Two (2018, release date TBA)

I’m excited.

First out of the hat (Vance Joy excluded until his album drops), was Aimee Mann. That was suggested by a friend of mine, who promptly mailed me a physical copy. (Thanks, James! I love new music and I LOVE mail!) Her album is available streaming if you want to play along at home. Look for a review soon!

Aimee

With a project lined up, I have a lot of goals for 2018, too, so look for more on that as well.

Resolutions, Goals, and Projects

It’s a new year. With that comes the inevitable question: “What’s your New Year’s Resolution?” There are the standard answers like lose weight, quit smoking, control my temper. All good things, but they fall into the same category of things we “give up” for Lent – things we should be doing anyway. But, if trading this year’s calendar for last year’s gives you enough head space to freshly tackle one of these, God speed!

A few years I set some easy resolutions for myself like: “Never use an even number on the microwave.” :00s and :30s are for sheep. I’ll make up my own numbers, thank you very much. That Lean Cuisine will taste just as terrible at 3:33 instead of 3:30, so why not? Another year I resolved to not start smoking. Having never smoked, it seemed pretty easy to accomplish, and it was.

Some people are turned off by the word resolve and instead set goals for themselves. Psychology can show us that just telling someone your resolution can feel like you’ve already accomplished something, and take the steam out of your progress. A well-set goal has metrics that are hard to argue with. Either you reached them or you didn’t. Or, a little softer, you are closer to them or not.

Still others decide on a project. Either one of their own design, or one to participate in with a group. Declutter. Minimize. Book Club. Learn something new. Take up a new hobby. Practice a discipline. A project comes with flexibility as well as accountability. How much of each depends on how you structure your project.

I’ve done several projects over the years as well. Learn to figure draw. Learn a new language. And this year I am going with another project. More on that in my next post.

Are you setting any resolutions, goals, or projects for yourself this year? I’d love to hear about it.