Notes from the Crucible #5: The “life balance” lie

Notes from the Crucible is a video diary from a particularly difficult part of my life in the latter half of 2016. These videos are un-rehearsed and un-edited. They are neither entertaining nor uplifting.

I am publishing them here in case someone out there finds them encouraging, or at least feels a little less alone after watching.

These videos are among the most personal material I've published, and as such I won't be opening public comments. If this video has helped you in some way, or if you just want to talk, I'd be happy to hear from you privately.

Notes from the Crucible #4: Self-help for privileged people

Notes from the Crucible is a video diary from a particularly difficult part of my life in the latter half of 2016. These videos are un-rehearsed and un-edited. They are neither entertaining nor uplifting.

I am publishing them here in case someone out there finds them encouraging, or at least feels a little less alone after watching.

Sorry about the vertical format, I fixed it in later videos.

These videos are among the most personal material I've published, and as such I won't be opening public comments. If this video has helped you in some way, or if you just want to talk, I'd be happy to hear from you privately.

Notes from the Crucible #3: You can’t stop digging, but you can’t keep digging.

Notes from the Crucible is a video diary from a particularly difficult part of my life in the latter half of 2016. These videos are un-rehearsed and un-edited. They are neither entertaining nor uplifting.

I am publishing them here in case someone out there finds them encouraging, or at least feels a little less alone after watching.

(Apologies for the vertical video. I fixed it later on in the series.)

These videos are among the most personal material I've published, and as such I won't be opening public comments. If this video has helped you in some way, or if you just want to talk, I'd be happy to hear from you privately.

Notes from the Crucible #2

Notes from the Crucible is a video diary from a particularly difficult part of my life in the latter half of 2016. These videos are un-rehearsed and un-edited. They are neither entertaining nor uplifting.

I am publishing them here in case someone out there finds them encouraging, or at least feels a little less alone after watching.

These videos are among the most personal material I've published, and as such I won't be opening public comments. If this video has helped you in some way, or if you just want to talk, I'd be happy to hear from you privately.

Notes from the Crucible #1 (of 25)

Notes from the Crucible is a video diary from a particularly difficult part of my life in the latter half of 2016. These videos are un-rehearsed and un-edited. They are neither entertaining nor uplifting.

I am publishing them here in case someone out there finds them encouraging, or at least feels a little less alone after watching.

These videos are among the most personal material I've published, and as such I won't be opening public comments. If this video has helped you in some way, or if you just want to talk, I'd be happy to hear from you privately.

The Edge, and Artistry

I have sometimes seen The Edge criticized for lacking the intricate technique of other legendary guitarists. Personally, I think this criticism only works if you arbitrarily exclude “composing with effects” from the realm of technical artistry, which is stupid.

But it’s also beside the point. Because I think The Edge discovered the same truth Hanz Zimmer did a bit later. Namely, that if you find a way to punch someone straight in the chest with a certain sound or a sequence of notes, you aren’t compelled to surround those notes with a lot of technical frippery just to prove that you can. Sometimes artistry is insisting that yes, it can be this simple, and yes, it can be this powerful. And then standing out of the way.

“It’s just a compliment!”

10 Hours of Walking in NYC as a Woman – YouTube.

Yikes.

I wrote recently about being occasionally catcalled. Of course, in my case it doesn’t happen 10 times per hour of walking in public.

I guarantee you that every guy commenting on this video, saying he wouldn’t mind all these “compliments”, is imagining himself surrounded by attractive women yelling and trying to give him their number from street corners. He is not imagining a bunch of sketchy dudes shadowing him, looking down at him, demanding he “smile”.