3 days to go until Oceania is unveiled - A blog diary of waiting and SP nostalgia
Another day out of my way for Oceania.
Today I was reading thru some rather professional articles (but not half as heartfelt as our postings here) analysing it.
What baffled me the most is that Billy actually involved everyone in writing and even gave some first guit tracks to Jeff.
He would even listen to his mates' opinions.
Has he changed that much or was he always forced to do the job on his own by the circumstances of drug-addicted and less interested band mates and his self-hate back that days of the O-Pumpkins?
That's something I never would have known - I wonder and hope that the booklet will be saying "Written by The Smashing Pumpkins"!
My level of respect for the band raised today.
Also, I have talked to three of my co-workers the last couple of days, naming SP and they suddenly all outed themselves as fans; I was surprised to say the least.
As I wrote yesterday, those are strange days and there temporarily is some kind of magic in the air around me while I'm heading towards Oceania.
I feel like I have overcome another long-lasting low today for some reason.
Everything is getting quiet and I feel as free and soothed as I haven't felt for a long time.
I think that's some kind of love. Not the kind of fancying the other beautiful girl but rather the kind of love Billy rants about all the time:
Self-contentment in a good way for being part of something that is bigger and much more beautiful than all that bullshit that is going on in this world each day.
Like someone opened the windows to my dark room and let in the morning light and fresh air.
Concerning SP, I have a good feeling that, even if Oceania should fail for me, the band will stay as the definite new SP (which means dynamic changes whenever they feel like it and a big Fuck You to the expectations of those idiots who want them to record Siamese II with Bullet as the lead-single).
And that brings me back to my continuing memories of my earlier days with almighty SP.
Of course MCIS was full of the most ambitious and varied rock songs that ever were released on this planet but little could I know back these days since I solely listened to the hard rockers (and the first half of Ruby).
As much as I adored the hard songs, I couldn't understand the others.
They seemed uncool to me, it was all about heavy rock.
When I was taking home the lent Adore in expectation of another bunch of crazy hard rockers, SP gave me their largest middle-finger on that.
I hated Adore for that and gave it back to the library just to get it again few weeks later when I, piqued by the calm Adore I had turned down, finally forced myself to sit through the whole Disc 2 of MCIS.
Adore made a first full spin and then it clicked.
I felt that there was something special about this band that could play loud rockers and subtle art pop pieces back-to-back so easily - but I was still on my way to fully appreciate their true meaning to me since I still thought stuff like Guano Apes was better for some reason - maybe I was a coward and ran away from some overwhelming emotions that finally would melt my soul with SP.
And then it all happened with holidays in Tunis, an odd SP bootleg and some cheesy one-sided teenage anti-love story.
Hang on, also throw in some b-sides that magically turned to a-sides for special German fans...
...to be continued tomorrow night...
kjrain12
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