Liner Notes – July 2017 | Living In 1984

Hello! Welcome to another Liner Notes, this allows me to chat about what’s going on with the blog and life AT THIS PARTICULAR MOMENT. I just wanted to let you know that I will be away on another break from the routine, spending the next week inside the dizzying beauty of the Lake District. As you’ve probably suspected already I have not prepared a giant backlog of content that’ll churn out automatically while I’m away – I’m too lazy for that, and don’t have enough time.

One thing that has been niggling on the mind lately is my job. It’s a job that quite frankly, sucks. It’s a job that correlates depressingly with all of the ideas George Orwell wrote about in “1984” – a book which becomes a more accurate representation of life as you grow older. My day consists of sitting in a chair, processing the same work while answering to people who consider me a set of 7.5 Hours while they answer to people even higher up who decide things with their pockets in mind having never worked a day in my shoes. My shoes aren’t the best, but still.

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It’s a place that doesn’t leave you feeling accomplished as it starts all over again the next day, and the next day, and the next day, and then the next day comes with a little optimistic slice of “Thank God it’s Friday” before you take one breath of freedom before wondering where it all went on Monday. And repeat.

All my years of listening to Punk rock and watching TV Shows about beating the man! And saying “Hey, F YOU, the man!” has left me feeling pretty deflated at my current situation of beating off the man, and that sucks. I’d like to do something that involves actually doing something with my time, something like doing this blog full time that comes with a paycheck and not a hope of something coming round the corner. I wanna already be around that corner going “F Yeah!” instead of hanging out with a bunch of “what if?”s.

I did apply for a Music Editor’s job which described a lot of things that sounded perfect to me. Work from home, feature new music, work from home, write about music, work from home, work from home, WORK.FROM.HOME. Alas I did not hear a response (or I’m not hopeful after two weeks…) which might have been to do with submitting my application at 4am on a Sunday morning, but I hoped they’d see my enthusiasm shine through at least.

I hope this isn’t too depressing a Liner Notes. Why can’t Life be a John Hughes film? On a lighter note, I’m astounded by the increase in followers over the last month on Twitter. It’s made Twitter fun again, especially with being able to tweet about dumb things and interact with you all. I also love that I can poke fun at PR emails and submissions that clearly haven’t spent any effort on making me feel special. So thank you.

So yeah. I’ll be away next week but the week after that I’m planning to write a whole bunch of content, and get some interviews going and MAYBE EVEN get a podcast going too. I also want to take up some people’s offers of contributing to their lovely blogs and websites so there’s gonna be a lot of exposed me coming your way soon. That’s a weird sentence. Goodbye forever, until next month! – Adam xoxox

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2 thoughts on “Liner Notes – July 2017 | Living In 1984

  1. I know exactly how you’re feeling Adam, as I felt that way so many times in my past career as a city planner, then much later as an overworked/underpaid ‘Patient Financial Services Analyst” at a local medical center. While my planning jobs weren’t boring or routine, the work I did often seemed futile – like I was spinning my wheels, thanks to local politics, spineless city councilmembers and shady developers. That’s one reason I chucked my planning career out the window to own and operate a bed & breakfast inn with my life partner. That was fun and quite interesting for about 12 years, until I grew tired of having an endless parade of people staying in my house, cooking for an increasingly picky crowd and cleaning up after them all, endless piles of laundry, blah blah blah. I had to suffer through it another five years until we were thankfully able to rid ourselves of that huge Victorian white elephant in St. Louis and move to the hellish Coachella Valley, where I’ll spend the remainder of my days “all dried up in the desert sun” – as so beautifully articulated by Nate Ruess in the lovely fun. song “Some Nights.”

    I too relish the time I spend connecting with bands, musicians and like-minded folks on Twitter, Instagram & Facebook, and writing blog posts. At this point in my life, being paid to write reviews would likely prove far too stressful, as I’m basically lazy and a huge procrastinator. I feel badly enough as it is, what with being more than a month behind promised dates for reviews. If I was paid to write them or articles for a publication, they’d end up feeling like work, and I’d be under too much pressure, with artists or editors screaming at me because I was a month late on the review of an EP that’s already stale news. I just want to retire, but I’m too young and too poor for that! So work I must, and squeeze in my social media/blogging when I can (which my mate already thinks is far too often).

    Enjoy your getaway to the Lake District. I really must visit the UK one day, where I hope to meet up with a few of the friends I’ve made like you.

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    1. Jeff mate, I have no idea how you think your writing lacks sometimes! That was superb dude. Sadly this seems to be routine in many people’s lives, which sucks.

      We live in a world where technology has made efficiency and productivity rise by like 500% or something, yet all that has done is increase the demand from people who line their pockets with the stress levels of the people that matter. You and I share similar feelings on certain jobs and it’s bullshit – none of it actually matters yet it’s full of politics and pressure. It’s crazy.

      Cheers dude. If I have a decent Internet connection up there I’ll make sure to keep in touch with EML, take it easy man!

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