October 27, 2021

Change of Water

Self Portrait.

If you had to pick a favorite brand of bottled water, what would it be? My two favorites are Fiji or Volvic, because they don't taste like the plastic they're bottled in. I also like Spa, but can't stand Evian, to me it just has a really artificial taste. Sometimes I don't buy the water I love because it's either not available at the store I'm in when I get the thirst for clear, tasteless liquid, or it's just too damn expensive (a large bottle of Fiji water can run upwards of $4 in midtown Manhattan). Today, in a fit of convenience I purchased a bottle of Aquafina from a local drugstore. I brought it to my office at work and quickly unscrewed the cap. And for some strange reason, it fizzed. Yes fizzed. Bubble-less, sparkle-less water that made a fizzing sound when it opened?! Now, it's not the first time I've bought Aquafina, in fact I have fond memories of opening my first bottle while watching the Broadway show "Ragtime" at the then new Ford Theater in Midtown Manhattan. I remember thinking, at the time, and before I knew it was a Pepsi product, that I loved the refreshing crispness and fizz associated with said water, but now I kind of think it's gross and unnatural, and the more I write about water, the more I wonder why I am writing about water and why I actually purchased water that I don't like. So I'm going to shut up now.

I feel change coming on again. And while I always embrace it, I still think that sometimes change has been my excuse to run away from things. This time the change isn't being brought on by me, but I haven't done anything to stop it and I can't say that I'm not happy about what might be happening. I think my highest paying job at is about to change drastically, therefore causing me to find other ways to make money, and that it might sort of suck, but in the end it will be good for me. We'll see. I kind of sort of knew that this was coming, but when you actually have a conversation about the impending transition it still feels a little disconcerting. But I know, and knew that this day would come (it hasn't come yet), and hope that I can work things out to my advantage (yes, I'm being cryptic, but over the course of the next few weeks I should have more info. and then yes, of course, I'll share).

And I was bummed that I didn't get a chance to write yesterday, but instead ran around and recorded these one minute segments for Premiere Radio Network (a subsidiary of Clear Channel - at least I think that's the deal). They're going to send them out to some stations starting next week, and as long as the stations aren't all that offended by them, which I truly hope will be the case, then I'll continue to record a daily minute segment. Which is cool, because it gets my name out there, and if there's one thing I learned from all my years as a Producer, it's that if you don't get your name out there, then nobody will.

I'm beginning to feel like something is being lifted from inside of me, just as another thing is starting to die. It's a strange feeling, really, and one that I can't truly describe. Like a rubberband being pulled from two ends, waiting to snap in the middle. Hmm. Or maybe it's just like fizzy, flat water. Always a bit of noise before the calm. Who knows?

Posted by jamye at October 27, 2021 03:06 PM