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Behind This Wall

Behind this wall – Turning Point

Contrast and compare this song with the Knotwork song i posted a few days ago. See the influence, the continuum of this the earlier feeding into the Knotwork latter, and maybe i do know what i’m talking about. I think it is an important thing, acknowledgement and understanding of timelines, context. It’s not, really, but i like to think it is… and use my meagre influence to try and convince people it is.

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Behind This Wall

Behind this wall – Turning Point

I feel i’m a stagnant person. As i see people, friends, growing up, changing, taking chances, exploring who they are, making life decisions, i sit idle watching people find and take their divergent paths, as though i’m in some time capsule keeping all measure of who we were stored inside, emerging every so often in shock in seeing how far we have deviated. Stupidly, i think things are permanent. And then life happens. Like with bands, how it maybe it was fleeting, a youth, few years of some people’s lives, but that is what is captured, that is what is to be remembered, what is stored, unchanging, long after those bands have broken up and lives go beyond them. The possibility of development and separation from that life is not contemplatable.

Time is captured so well through albums and album covers. They become museums, touchstones, for a life that once was. So much is made perpetual and timeless by photos, lyrics, the passion and sentiment of a moment in one’s life. But, sometimes if not always, it ends. Except for those of us who like to revel in stagnancy and inanely be amazed at how much people can change. Instead of a permanence made of kids jumping over each other on hardcore album covers, mine is holding that hardcore album, elated, saying “fuck yes”. And sometimes i feel like an idiot for being so anchored.

Who the fuck starts smoking cigarettes as an adult?!

letter from an unknown woman

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Thursday

Thursday – Turning Point

How this song begins, those guitar notes, ranks among my favourite things in music. It really gets to me, because i often forget how emotive and evocative music, just music – notes, chords – can be. I guess it’s obliged of me to describe what is conjured up by those notes and fail terribly, falling into cliche because what is evoked is a feeling felt and described a million times before. Like the intro to California Girls, or Blueprint, it arises… i don’t know… like something so organic, with so much potential energy, like someone standing up in a storm of something or other, determined: i am going to play this, something great will happen. Like waking up. Yeah. Should have sent a poet.

No one knows about me and Turning Point. No one knows about me and a lot of bands, i guess, but Turning Point do hold a certain significance to me in that removed from period and context, “i have their discography CD and nothing else to recapitulate to a time, place emotion, befitting me” kinda way that a lot of bands do. Anyway, i love them. Or i love their songs, their lyrics. I feel odd now at times for offering any devotion to any band beyond me in time and geography. So basically i have this feeling over 99% of my record collection. It’s just that i know the band only from recorded output, and maybe that is all i need, for what that recorded output has given me over the years. It is hard to reconcile the singer of a straight edge band dying of a drug overdose ten years after. I don’t think i’ve ever shared Turning Point with anyone else.

Did that band i’ve amazingly avoided hearing after all these years Thursday take their name from this song?

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