"The twenty-something confusion before the suit and tie
Strangers become mistakes but those mistakes made you feel alive
Hindsight is vibrant, reality: rarely it
Memory's a collage pasted to the glue that barely sticks."
- "Cowboy Boots", Macklemore
Ramble time! Last night was ... interesting, but there's something monumentally important about capturing my thoughts right now. That's what this silly thing is for, right?
Elise talked me into buying a ticket to the Macklemore concert at Staples Center in December, so I decided to jump on the bandwagon and buy his latest album.
Best $12 I've spent on iTunes in a LONG time.
It's a great album ... completely real and raw, with a healthy dosage of self-awareness and social consciousness. Love it. Macklemore sure knows his way around a rhyme. I can't honestly say I have a favorite song on the album because, even though it's all in the hip-hop genre, every song is completely different. In that sense, and in pretty much every other sense, the album is impressive. But one song that really hit me right at home is "Cowboy Boots". It's a really fascinating mixture of sound, mixing rap and a bit of folky/country stuff. Basically it's really cool. Go listen!
It's a song about home, and it's a song about growing up. It's a song about hindsight, and it's a song about moments. Moments ... the things you remember, the things you regret, the things you leave behind. And the things that get left behind with you.
Last night was kind of a rough one. Can you tell? I'm writing this at 10:30 on a Saturday morning after going out. But it's not because I'm hung over or because I've made choices that I regret. It's because of all the things that have stuck with me over the years. It's all those moments that I can't run away from, that are always just around the corner everyday even when I have nothing troubling on my mind. It's the memory of failing, falling so far that the top of the well just looks like a pinprick of light too far to try for.
But when those thoughts rear their ugly heads, I just remember it's also the memory of leaving, of walking away, climbing out, and fighting with every last piece of whatever I've got left.
It was a rough night, but I woke up laughing with my best friend. As much as I'd wished things had been different last night, I can honestly say I woke up with a clear conscience, knowing I did what was right and that I have nothing more to apologize for.
"I'd be a goddamn liar to say at times I didn't miss it
So deuces, I turn my back as I walk into the distance."
- "Cowboy Boots, Macklemore
--Tiffany
