Scott's Spiritual Music Reviews!
I recently shared an old review I wrote for Bob Dylan's Blood on the Tracks. I called the review "poetic and personal," and added that "I don't write this way anymore." Why don't I write about music in a poetic and personal way anymore?
At this point of my life, I've listened to so many albums, I kinda just burn through them. I like it, I don't like it, whatever. On to the next. It's been a long time since I've actually been addicted to an album. A piece of music I fall in love with and constantly replay for an automatic out-of-body experience. The more I know, the less fun it gets. The broader knowledge ruins the feeling of having your mind blown. I've even become embarrassed by a To Pimp a Butterfly blog post I wrote at the end of 2015. Not like the writing quality was bad. But looking back, I didn't know jack-shit about rap. At least not compared to now.
Not only do I try keeping up with new music with each coming year, but I particularly dove headfirst into trying out the acclaimed classics back in 2021. I was listening to 20-ish albums for my first time, per week. This year, I've tried to stop being so ambitious. Just turning back to albums I've always loved. Or getting more into the growers.
I decided I'd set aside a separate blog just so I can write "poetic and personal" reviews. Mostly for albums, but I can also see myself setting aside time for individual songs, or even reviewing artist careers. While I've been a music cynic, I hope you all know there are TONS of albums I passionately love and revisit all the time. Year after year. Stuff I could write about forever. This blog is a place where I could do that. Where my internal music critic crosses paths with my spiritual side.
Anyways. Hope I start posting soon! I think I know where I want to start. And from there, I can go everywhere and anywhere.
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