Posts Tagged “Music”

Well, I believe, I finally have accepted it into my life.  I have come to enjoy music again.  I noticed it a while back , yet now my one ear is back with a vengeance by dowsing my soul in the original Lineup of Jane’s Addiction at Sasquatch Festival the end of the month, perhaps the same day I do ONION MAN lol. First time seeing them was the best show of my life at the Moore Theater March 89. My friend John had broken a jar of Drakkar all over my shirt, Reaked.  I got pulled into the pit by a transvestite with a fluorescent yellow wig and crowd surfed to up the beach while Perry sprinkled red wine on the crowd wearing his infamous Mexican Red Sombrero. Bliss
I could still smell this a week after the show. Permeated.

I could still smell this a week after the show. Permeated.

Live Milan Italy about 2 years after my experience.

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Saturday, February 10, 11:09 AM – marco:

The Replacement’s Alex Chilton sounded ok blaring out my speakers. IN fact, it was empowering to know I have one ear.

I got some scary eobs in the mail the other day for what I believe to be the echo cardiogram I had at shahinians office during the pre-op meeting on Nov 22.

My Hardrive crashed so I think I lost all my LA Tumor experience from digi fotos.

For what an electrocardiogram is go to google.

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Friday, January 05, 7:22 PM – marco

am blasting my soul through one ear with Superunknown by Soundgarden.
I am glad the garden can still speak to me with their powerful rays of enlightenment and unhinged power.
It’s cool too because I can’t hear crap except the music, so if someone comes in and waves, “hey turn it down”-i just nod my head and turn it up. *)

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Monday, December 11, 6:18 PM – marco

Well I had my first onslaught of social interaction today over the course of about 3 hours.
First I left the house.
My wife Wen is helping with driving so out of her busy schedule she took the time to come home and take me to work around 2pm to talk to HR bout the scary theme called “benefits”

I am trying to see if i can qualify for some disability due to hearing loss but am afraid that LIFEWISE might not have that specific benefit for me-they have hand foot and eyeBALL loss.etc, I will battle them more on Wed.

Apparently in 2007 January my company is switching to principal where, yes of course, there will be a loss of hearing benefit, even 25% hearing loss, 50%, etc, Mine is essentially 50% but I am thinking of course that since I had my tumor taken out under another policy and hearing loss as a result:it does not fall under the Jan 1 2007 NEW POlicy FUASUKUKSFKUSFKUSFKUKFASFUASKFSFAKSUFKUSKUKUfcuk!

So after the tumor was taken out the doc said I had only about 4 months to live.
So heck, I had some time to get under that new policy, shoulda waited another 2 months,
but heck, they probably have some pre-existing condition prequalifier anyway, well i got it out because it was squishing my brain stem so much the diameter of my central canal was squished in (the tube that carries Cerebral Spinal Fluid from your head down to your ass and back)

Tackled social interaction with old coworkers and felt good, I wanted to laugh alot but couldnt because I was falling over and I look like a spaz with my face weaker on the left than on the right, I can close my left eye but only when my right eye closes so its a real pita, and its drying out.

I have been doing ebay all day too, selling stuff,
tried to take a picture of an item to sell with my digiSLR and both my eyes closed when I squinted to take it, WTF what a drag.
im going to buy some tears at the pharmacy tonight.

Heard Wen come home, but it was my friend Brian ran downstairs telling me I got a burrning pan upstairs, waddled up the stairs, all my shrimp and veggies burnt!
The shrimp shrank to the size of a black booger.
I was pissed. Fucking WoW!

Im gonna tackle an onslaught of site and sound with pirates of the caribean tonight in our “SURROUND STERO SOUND video movie room, and am tackling some deftones right now which sounds like crap
although my favorite song sounds 85% ok. still cant cry on left, this song tested that.


sorry link gone, youtube is taking over
“This video is no longer available due to a copyright claim by Viacom International Inc.. ”

So many damn layers to deftones music, I remember throttling myself on the above song like LOUD- lettng it shatter me, It just doesnt happen anymore, its like placing your cup under a fountain of water and instead of going right in the cup, half the stream bounces off the side lip and half goes into the container.
fkut up
or better yet, starving in a desert for water, and you see one of thoe gradeschool fountains that either shoot to the ceiling or dribble out of the metal hole-

well deftones music is like the latter type with one ear-the ones you catch your friends sucking on the metal orifice saying GROSSSS dduudde, dont do that@! but your thirstier thatn hell and you know your friend or the school bully has his slobber all over the fountain-so you have to cautiously lap up with your tougue what you can get from the dribble.
Music is not what it was to me.
hope that changes.
or my mind “rewires” to brainwash me about the past.

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Monday, December 04, 1:59 PM – marco

Spent long time in shower.


was finally able to piss in the shower.
imagine that guys, not pissing in the shower for a week~! I hope this post doesn’t cause partner arguments.
I also tried to let my mind “go there” the subject that always pops into our heads in order to propagate the species. I was able to cognitively grasp concepts and images, but no connection “downstairs” still.

Since my cognitive powers were back I started to overly analyze the word “BOOB” and came to the conclusion that it visually represents the curves of a woman more than the word “breast”., Just move the letters around in the prior word and you’ll see what I mean.

It was a cognitive tuning shower.

I do remember trying to force myself to think about sex to see if my mind was intact too, about 12 hrs out of surgery.-I had thrombo socks on still, an auto BP cuff on my right arm-inflating every hr, artery/IV leads in my hands and feet+ Catheter *(((

Ok–“so here it goes”, my thought processes on “that subject” started to churn through me, at first calm..a breast walking on the yellow brick road waving at me, a butterfly on a flower, ice cream, then I was attacked with visual images that wouldn’t stop, round breasts, square breasts, triangle breasts, then a pair of spinning pinwheel breasts charging me, that made vertigo start-, I was flailing on the bed like a fish outta water,

I may have called the nurse and accidentally turned Jerry Springer on at that time I don’t know. woowoohoowoo, clock arms fast motion, puking over the bed into a pan I was almost breaking against the bedrail. Then all of a sudden nurse Glenda coming in at around 4am? “Would you like to be given a bath”? @#$% my imagination, but instead she was stating it was time to take the catheter out in tagalog or english I don’t remember, BREATHE DEEP,

I think “breathe deep” is a nurse trick because when you “breathe deep” it pushes your diaphragm down-which probably pushes on your bladder-I glanced down thinking, Heck I am pissing a molten iron, (add your own visual+pain) I pissed until the molten iron finally came out-about 8 inches maybe above my “u know what”.
Perhaps the mind or God tells you that “you are not to think about SEX until your mind gets done healing other areas of your body.

Nerve connections>
The last 2 days at the hospital I would close my eyes and have a visual impression of a macrolense photo of an orange peel, with the pores and stuff, then porcupine quills would shoot out from the pores,
That played in my head for about 3 days in different contexts and designs.

in my deaf left ear, of course I don’t “hear” anything, but I did acutely and now randomly sense or ya, HEAR, a 60s space movie ray gun bouncing back and forth-and a piano sound of fingers slapped down on random notes every time i plugged/unplugged my good ear, accordion harmonica sounds, and like wind in a tunnel with the dimensions of the tunnel changing thus changing the swooshh tone..

I am free associating too much now and its getting disorganized. will be back later to post about this darn dog in the house


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