I'm angry. Bitter, and feeling a little betrayed. However, after yelling at the mirror in the bathroom while trying to finish putting on mascara, I'm still angry. And then it comes to me, something from my college days - anger is one emotion catharsis doesn't work for.
Catharsis comes from Greek and means to cleanse or purge. Basically the idea is that 'venting' your anger will dissipate it. But again, anger is one emotion this doesn't work for. Hitting your pillow or yelling at the mirror just makes you more angry. Which is stupid.
After reading a couple articles on catharsis and anger (just to make sure the one class I was in when I learned this was correct), I'm sufficiently calm while writing this. Doesn't change the fact I'm pissed though.
I'm not going to elaborate because this blog was already the source of the issue. However, let me say this, I'm aware my blog is public and anyone can read it. I know that one has to be careful about what one puts on the internet (a certain incident with naming my place of employment in an angry post made me all too aware of that). If I feel I'm writing something of a sensitive nature, I'll take precautions to shield those involved if I feel it's okay to blog about. Nothing I write is intended to upset people.
But here's the flip-side, it's my blog. I maintain my rights to the freedom of speech. If I offend someone, that's their fault. (Wasn't that talk by Elder Bednar? Yep, found it here.) However, I am not an unreasonable person. Talk to me like an adult and don't pussyfoot around the issue. Don't play dumb to 'trap' me in my 'wrong-doing'. And most of all, don't start yelling at me when I'm trying to have a civilized conversation with you. That makes me angry and then I yell back, and then we accomplish nothing but more hurt feelings on all sides. Be calm, be upfront and direct, and ask nicely, you just may get what you seek. As it stands, I'm not changing what I wrote. I put it there for a reason, and you weren't named.
If you don't like what I write, don't read it.
On Thursday, June 9th, Shades of Brown competed in the Art City Days Battle of the Bands. I was lucky enough to get off early to make it down there. They did a good job, and Chase is improving :) However, their sound technician struggled - a lot. Apparently they booked so full that they didn't even have time to sound check stuff. Fail. So, I won't post the vids. However, here are some pics taken by the very talented Kari Ann Haskell of Kariann Photography.
As if Matt hadn't had enough of playing drums already, on Friday, June 10th, White Peaks had to play at the tattoo for the Utah Scottish Festival at Thanksgiving Point. I got off early to go up. I watched all of the band stuff, the BYU Air Force ROTC drill (which is always fun), and some of Molly's Revenge. I didn't stay for the Wicked Tinker's though. It worked out alright because we had to be back early in the morning for Matt to solo. :)
The band playing at the tattoo - presentation of the bands or something like that.
Saturday, June 11th, it was the Utah Scottish Festival at Thanksgiving Point. I took only a handful of pictures, but I did take videos :) Matt placed 2nd in both MSR and Hornpipe/Jig out of 3 - so that's improvement :)
My random pictures from the day:
So, the very next weekend, Shades of Brown had TWO shows. Matt had to learn music pretty fast :) Remember how I work nights? Yeah, that sucks. Because of that, I couldn't go to Muse to see them play on Friday night. However, I was very available Saturday, June 4th to attend Mayhem Sound's Burst Your Own Bubble festival in our home town. Another friend of ours, the.freebie, has put this show on for a few years now. It is growing, and it is awesome :) Of course, Shades of Brown played. So preparted to be inundated with videos :)
Oh, and if you click on this link: Shades of Brown, it will take you to the band's Facebook page, where you should all go check out their vids, pics, and tracks - and then click the LIKE button ;)
Memorial Day weekend, Matt finally got something he has wanted for a very long time:
A drum set. (Sorry for the crappy quality, all I had was my phone.)













