creating music in the morning on acoustic guitar, playing music live and getting free beer, spanning time, recording in the studio and then listening back to the results at the end of the day, donuts, pepsi, trying out grilled cheese sandwiches at different resteraunts, video games in general, watching movies in the theater, getting to the heart of it, tangents, quantum physics, writing out quantum ideas on my walls, the ocean and the smell of the air around it, cooking a big meal and feeling the satisfaction of your hard work, breaking bread with people and talking and learning while eating, walking through new parts of town or new cities, christmas time in nyc, chocolate milkshakes, wrist bands, rubber bands acting as wristbands, traveling just in general, hope and optimism, wine with a pasta dinner and garlic bread, pesto pizza, wham (the vegetarian meat), white christmas lights in my room, creating a new way of thinking and not accepting set rules, playing turn based strategy games, thinking about the PS3, good vodka and orange juice, belgian beer, conversation that generates a lot of different avenues and never seems to get boring, chocolate orange jellies, coming up with new ideas for creative outlet, writing short stories, horror movies that are creepy mental style, listening to new bands/artists, working with digital media, trying the moment of god/zen thing with a woman (eyes locked in looking into each other for real..for a bit), discovering a new book randomly and enjoying the read, NBA playoffs, eating pizza with an ice cold pepsi around 11am the day after drinking alot, the new york knicks even though they make me scream everytime i see them play, cheap playstation 1 games, telling stories, buying new sunglasses (cheap ones), hearing new music and instantly loving it (like Jesu's Silver EP - go get it now!), writing out ideas for new projects with a pen on a new yellow and blue lined notepad, writing short stories or poetry when im inspired, the smell of the pavement after it rains (and before it gets sunny again), !, eating in general, watching thunderstorms (lightning), stretching out on a huge bed, remembering dreams and figuring out what im trying to tell myself, making songs/albums, creating anything new, editing video - creating new music videos or film, creating comedy bits/sketches, waking up to it raining, staying in hotels!!, watching music dvds, drinking chimays at stumbling monk, stickers, red wine in general, cloud mashed potatoes, beer inside the chicken...chicken,....
too many to name - but some are : the faint, palisades, pretracovich, new order, busta rhymes, tribe called quest, eisley, magneto, death from above 1979, lightning bolt, jen wood, B-18, in praise of folly, nirvana, 1985, smiths, mr bungle, faith no more, liars, magneto, pixies, dj shadow, aphex twin, shadows fall, smashing pumpkins, ill nino,red house painters, mastodon, deftones, death cab for cutie, postal service, snow patrol, placebo, Japan Air Transfer, benjamin taylor, the stills, neautral milk hotel, bob dylan, johnny cash, stan getz, dave brubeck, big band music, jesu, the sheila divine, horse the band, the solvents
napolean dynamite, easy rider, lost highway, wild at heart, true romance, twin peaks (movie and tv series), mullholland drive, the shining, hard eight, bottle rocket, rushmore, royal tanenbaums, CQ, i heart huckabees, old felix the cat cartoons (where he'd use his line of sight 'lines' as actual objects to help him out of a jam), saddest music in the world, drawing restraint 9, dancer in the dark ...
Visual Stimulus :No TV unless its a seinfeld or simpsons rerun(or an NBA game).
I do like playing video games 'with' my TV though
1984, brave new world, tao of physics, schrodinger's kittens, fahrenheit 451, wrinkle in time, ishmael, / poetry - lawrence ferlinghetti :
The Light of Birds
I early learned to love birds
the light of birds the kingdom of birds
in the high treetops
stricken with light
living their separate
weightless lives
Light years they lived
apart from us
flashing in sunlight
high above Bronx River Parkway
or high on Hudson's Palisades
they flew about
light as leaves
(and they were as leaves except in the fall
when they did not fall)
calling to each other
over and over
in the upper air
or lost in the sky
as they soared up there
way up behind the reservoir
where we came as kids
chattering like birds
on a Sunday at sundown
and played in the falling light
and heard for the first time
the distant muffled caws
of our own night
...