And so it begins...Again
Hello people, Cozmik Jon here! My first attempt at starting this a'Broogian Blog was back in October, but I fell in love, got all distracted, then that romantic dance ended, and I got even MORE distracted...So here we go again! I think it is fitting to try this again at the start of 2007!!!
This blog will act as a cyber companion to my radio show "Tempest Broog" which is a psychedelic, progressive, and experimental rock program. In Tucson, you can hear it on 91.3 KXCI FM, and on the internet kxci.org. I will include the playlists every Monday (It airs at 12am-2am Sunday night/Monday morn mountain standard time. I love chatting music, so please let me know about bands both old and new that fit within those genres. I love home grown music as well.
Ah the internet, the web, the info highway. The strange development of a technology that allows freaks like myself to rant, rant away.
Here here I say!
Just when the powers that be thought they had us in a nice, passive and day to day vegetative state, the web comes along and causes us to stare at a screen yes, but at least creativity is going on!
We are not being fed, we are FEEDING. It might sound like a dark thing, when I used that word within this context, but it is far from it! We are interacting in thoughtful ways, debating, sharing art, views, and even turning each other on at times. GOOD. There is a dark side to everything, true, but I am about creativity. If people are using their minds, expressing themselves, then I think the good balances the bad. So on this blog, I want to share my art, my thoughts, my poems, and ideas. Please feel free to comment. Please don't censure yourself.
Tempest Broog
Current mood: artistic
I wrote this here corny but sincere poem when I was 18. I was reflecting on being neglected growing up.
So just out of High School, I thought it would be a good idea to give myself a kind of code or something to live by. My own ethos damn it! I say it (well most of the time) at the start of the BROOG radio show...
Tempest:
A violent windstorm, frequently accompanied by rain, snow, or hail.
Furious agitation, commotion, or tumult; an uproar: The tempest in my mind/Doth from my senses take all feeling (Shakespeare).
***I feel all different emotions when I get an idea for a new project, it's truly a feeling in my heart area and I feel a rush. My mind gets all jumbled and I suddenly have this kind of hyper, manic feeling for a few moments. I know when I feel this it is something, as a creative idea, I should pursue. It's hard to explain, but my life gets a new corner, or chunk made out of it's ethearic side!***
Broog:
A word I made up, a play on "brew". I liked it because it sounds Gaelic. I see it as a brew. A mixture, but cosmic, the source of where the drive of creativity comes from.
So here is the poem, I say it at the start of my radio show called...TEMPEST BROOG!
It awakens the dream
of a constant few
Who in their lives
relish art and live for the music
If you were to ask them
how to find this path
There would return...no answer
For the answer lies
within YOU
So if the high tides
and winds of creativity
Should blow YOUR way
Bless that day!
For you'll never be the same again.
It's a mighty cosmic blend
It's a mighty cosmic brew...
TEMPEST BROOG.
by The Tempest Broog Times 10/12/06
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This blog will act as a cyber companion to my radio show "Tempest Broog" which is a psychedelic, progressive, and experimental rock program. In Tucson, you can hear it on 91.3 KXCI FM, and on the internet kxci.org. I will include the playlists every Monday (It airs at 12am-2am Sunday night/Monday morn mountain standard time. I love chatting music, so please let me know about bands both old and new that fit within those genres. I love home grown music as well.
Ah the internet, the web, the info highway. The strange development of a technology that allows freaks like myself to rant, rant away.
Here here I say!
Just when the powers that be thought they had us in a nice, passive and day to day vegetative state, the web comes along and causes us to stare at a screen yes, but at least creativity is going on!
We are not being fed, we are FEEDING. It might sound like a dark thing, when I used that word within this context, but it is far from it! We are interacting in thoughtful ways, debating, sharing art, views, and even turning each other on at times. GOOD. There is a dark side to everything, true, but I am about creativity. If people are using their minds, expressing themselves, then I think the good balances the bad. So on this blog, I want to share my art, my thoughts, my poems, and ideas. Please feel free to comment. Please don't censure yourself.
Tempest Broog
Current mood: artistic
I wrote this here corny but sincere poem when I was 18. I was reflecting on being neglected growing up.
So just out of High School, I thought it would be a good idea to give myself a kind of code or something to live by. My own ethos damn it! I say it (well most of the time) at the start of the BROOG radio show...
Tempest:
A violent windstorm, frequently accompanied by rain, snow, or hail.
Furious agitation, commotion, or tumult; an uproar: The tempest in my mind/Doth from my senses take all feeling (Shakespeare).
***I feel all different emotions when I get an idea for a new project, it's truly a feeling in my heart area and I feel a rush. My mind gets all jumbled and I suddenly have this kind of hyper, manic feeling for a few moments. I know when I feel this it is something, as a creative idea, I should pursue. It's hard to explain, but my life gets a new corner, or chunk made out of it's ethearic side!***
Broog:
A word I made up, a play on "brew". I liked it because it sounds Gaelic. I see it as a brew. A mixture, but cosmic, the source of where the drive of creativity comes from.
So here is the poem, I say it at the start of my radio show called...TEMPEST BROOG!
It awakens the dream
of a constant few
Who in their lives
relish art and live for the music
If you were to ask them
how to find this path
There would return...no answer
For the answer lies
within YOU
So if the high tides
and winds of creativity
Should blow YOUR way
Bless that day!
For you'll never be the same again.
It's a mighty cosmic blend
It's a mighty cosmic brew...
TEMPEST BROOG.
by The Tempest Broog Times 10/12/06
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