By tully | "Boredom at Its Boredest" by Michael Tully December 21, 2007 at 2:12AM
It's hard not to call in sick to life and waste the entire day microscopically dissecting the 2007 indieWIRE Critics' Poll, but that will have to wait for another day (don't get me wrong, I just spent at least thirty minutes poking around, but I'm talking about dissecting it). I know there are thousands of you out there saying, "Well, yes, there seems to be a lot of interesting input, but where is Boredom at Its Boredest's comprehensive The Year in Film: 2007 wrap-up???" I'm here to assure you that it's coming, and it promises to be as ridiculously thorough as last year's. Maybe even more so. Yes, I know I'm a nerd. Thanks for reminding me.
Unfortunately, today is going to be devoted to packing and (hopefully) storing my shit in the basement at my current digs, which is a sad day indeed. I wish I could live here forever, but a change had to be made. Tomorrow begins a low-key jaunt to Maryland and beyond, at which point I hope to relax, make music, and write more words. But I'll be back in NYC by mid-January, in order to figure out where in the hell I'm going to be living by February 1st. Thanks to everyone for forwarding me room/apartment leads. Please keep doing that, as I've yet to solidify anything except my current state of confusion. I've got that shit on lock down.
One final note of inspiration. I've decided to embark on a stoopid musical experiment called "Netflix Songs," which basically consists of me writing songs while watching movies at home. If it's something I really care about, I won't interfere with the experience by picking up a guitar, but I'm talking things like APOCALYPTO and BREACH and HALLOWEEN. And I'm not talking about something as outright hokey as plot songs (though maybe I'll throw one or two in there), I'm just trying to see if I can condense the mood or atmosphere of these movies into three-ish minute ditties. Anyway, I wrote one that other day that I thought had a lot of potential, but when I looked at the scribbled lyrics yesterday I simply couldn't remember the chords or melody. My current state of stress and confusion had blocked my ability to recall it. Too much going on. But I knew it was in there. And I knew that it was something I wanted back pretty badly. I spent all day and night trying to recall it, but my constipated brain space kept getting in the way. Anyway, this morning, I woke up, cleared my brain as much as possible, and after only a few seconds, it appeared. Suck it, stress and confusion. "Netflix Songs" is back!