Let’s go for a little musical weekender. Here’s another of the songs that inspired me through The Final Fall of Man. If anyone’s interested enough to hazard a guess at the character it calls to mind … actually there’s probably no wrong answer to that one, it would ideally be different for everyone. But who it calls to my mind, I mean.
Happy Saturday, everyone! Bit of a weird remix but the video is cute.
Off to a friend’s kid’s 1st birthday party today. Should be … exhausting. Also planning on watching The Two Towers with Wump, which Facebook reminds me I actually did with her about four years ago … but this time she may actually take it in.
I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends.
Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages?
I am Hatboy.