Knowledge and Ignorance...two diametrically opposing forces competing for common space, providing the required ingredients for a good storm.
What would hand jazzing be without two hands?
Okay, it seems we've covered that some time ago...I believe it's considered Jazz Hand. We can term it any which way we choose, but the fact of the matter is that one handed jazz handing comes off as more of a wave and nobody in their right mind would blame you for mistaking a one handed hand jazzing as such. May I recommend to all one handed readers to give one handed spirit fingers a go, as that may reflect your intentions more accurately, and is much less likely to be mistaken for a nonverbal hello gesture from afar. Of course, you'll look ridiculous as a result, but that's half of the point, is it not?
Tuesday's are ripe with tense opposition. It's by far the worst day of the week, also covered previously...I won't get into the thick, nasty details of Tuesday's dark matter. To contrast this shroud of Tuesday mourning negative energy, one must navigate blindly through the dark room to find a switch.
Jazz Hands are my guide, my candle.
There is but one good detail regarding Tuesdays. If you find yourself milling around a record store on a Tuesday (in the United States), you'll find that all new releases appear on Tuesdays (UK and France on Mondays, Germany on Fridays). There are a lot of theories as to why this is the case, Billboard charts released on Wednesdays being one of them, shipping logistics being another. I prefer to believe that somebody, somewhere in the music industry, long ago understood Tuesday's bleak dynamic and decided to inject some much needed life into it. Whatever the actual reason is, my guess is the version in my head is much more interesting...perhaps its better if the truth remains hidden.
I'd like to take this opportunity to point out to the younger reader that a record store is an actual place, commonly made of brick and mortar, that houses and sells music albums. Musicians record their music and have the ability to physically adhere the sound to a CD made of plastic, or a record made of vinyl, put some fancy drawings and photographs on the cover and market them to people. In the old days one could spend an afternoon browsing through hundreds, if not thousands of releases, physically hold them in their hands, potentially interact with other music lovers and have a social chat about art and culture. This may sound strange in this era of digital downloads and message boards...but imagine the exact same thing but with tangible people and things. I know...GROSS!
Anyways...
To celebrate this antiquated process, I'd like to point out that an album from the early nineteen-nineties has been reissued and made available today for our re-appreciation of its relative greatness and cultural relevance within the historical context of its original release, way back when (also a Tuesday).
To turn this Tuesday mourning back into a Tuesday morning, do yourself a favor and check out Digable Planets' 1994 release, "Blowout Comb." Your instant gratification download awaits you...no human interaction required (whew).
Also deploy some Jazz Hands, that's usually a pretty good remedy as well. Music and Jazz Hands, what a great combo to combat Tuesday's stink.
Two opposing forces competing for common space. A classic battle of good (music/Jazz Hands) versus evil (Tuesdays). Let the storm rage on.
Today's Jazz Hands are enjoying a nice blend of Hip Hop and Jazz.
Day one-hundred and seventy-six complete.
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