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Today/night was good. Very. Though I strayed more off into my (yaoi) fangirlishness than I ought.
I got to hang out with Kat again, which was much fun. It had been a while, or so it seemed. And we shared the pain of /the shorts/... along with other things. Stories and ranting and all the good things.
I was also reminded, yet again, of the fact that I am wierd. Really, deeply, odd by most standards. I enjoy being a fangirl on so many levels that I sometimes manage to forget that the people around me really aren't.
My mother took the time to point out repeatedly and in detail today just how /bad/ Weiss is as a band, and the fact that I wouldn't like them if it were in english. This is false on several levels.
1- Taste in music is on some level subjective, and she doesn't like Japanese music. I know this. I've played truly beautiful, well composed music for her (read Yoko Kanno), which she acctually liked. Yet the instant it has Japanese lyrics it becomes "that annoying Japanese crap".
2- The 'in english' argument. I acctually do like pop music. I had an N'SYNC phase, I had a Briteny Spears phase (certain songs)... and there are parts of todays pop that I enjoy as well, though I've shifted mostly to Japanese. I've heard exact duplicates of songs in English and Japanese... and I like them equally for the most part. The thing is that really, there are subtle differences in Japanese and american music styles, and I like Japanese better.
The other thing is that Japanese music often has a strong association to a show (read: obsession) for me, thus I enjoy it more. This applies to English music too, though far less often. For example, the Nikita soundtrack. Most of the music on the disc when I bought it was stuff I would never have listened to on it's own, some of it still is, but because of the images, situations, etc that were associated with it in my head, I enjoyed it.
Weiss as a group is more than a little geeky and on some levels a little pretentious. But they can sing. Well. Whether or not you like the music style is up to you, whether or not you think watching it is worthwhile or absolutely idiotic is also your perogative. But please, please, after the first statement of your opinion and my (or others) statement of dissagreement, let it drop. Especially when the issue is one as inconsequential as this, why keep puching it?
I mostly direct this at my mother, because she is seldom target of my obsession rants and thereby really has no need to strike back. Her repeated and vocal denouciation of the DVD /while/ we were watching and obviously enjoying it seemed a little uncalled for, and not entirely fair.
Salem also voiced complaint about Weiss today, but she has to hear about anime every other word from me, and really has a right to complain if she wants to. Also, she's given Anime a chance, and I know where she stands on these things. In addition, she walked away, and didn't continue to expoud on it's badness past the first statement. I appreciated that, really a lot. I don't want to force my obsessions on the unwilling, but I only have one house, and I regret that my views differ from those I share it with.
My mother has never really tried to understand this obsession of mine, but rather discourages it at every turn. In her words: the music is awful (and you wouldn't like it if it wasn't in Japanese), the shows are stupid (and melodramatic and pointless and poorly animated, et al). I've felt at times that she expects the focus of my life (Japanese language, culture, anime, etc.) to just go away overnight at some point... and today was a vivid reminder of that.
I know she doesn't see the value in many of the tings I love, I know that most people don't. I just seem to have a hard time remembering that sometimes. Living in my head it's hard to fully escape my own biases.
Wow, that got long, really rather. And now I really need to go to bed. And take pictures of my blooming Irises. ^_^
Appologies to everyone who desires them, I know I've been pretty self-centered and annoying of late, in addition to whining about the slacking that got me here. I'm trying to be better, I just seem to fail. Please, please, tell me when I make you mad, even annoy you a little. Life is to short for hiding problems.
Hn... and all this started on a good day. And it /was/ a good day. Heh, I really shouldn't write posts when I'm tired, apparently I get morbid pretty quickly.
See you all tommorow, or whenever. I hope things are going well in all your lives.
Class begins in 7 hours and 14 minutes. Oyasumi.
Bishounen: Miki Shin-ichirou (The voice... and the /coat/... that's all I have to say for the moment.)
Today/night was good. Very. Though I strayed more off into my (yaoi) fangirlishness than I ought.
I got to hang out with Kat again, which was much fun. It had been a while, or so it seemed. And we shared the pain of /the shorts/... along with other things. Stories and ranting and all the good things.
I was also reminded, yet again, of the fact that I am wierd. Really, deeply, odd by most standards. I enjoy being a fangirl on so many levels that I sometimes manage to forget that the people around me really aren't.
My mother took the time to point out repeatedly and in detail today just how /bad/ Weiss is as a band, and the fact that I wouldn't like them if it were in english. This is false on several levels.
1- Taste in music is on some level subjective, and she doesn't like Japanese music. I know this. I've played truly beautiful, well composed music for her (read Yoko Kanno), which she acctually liked. Yet the instant it has Japanese lyrics it becomes "that annoying Japanese crap".
2- The 'in english' argument. I acctually do like pop music. I had an N'SYNC phase, I had a Briteny Spears phase (certain songs)... and there are parts of todays pop that I enjoy as well, though I've shifted mostly to Japanese. I've heard exact duplicates of songs in English and Japanese... and I like them equally for the most part. The thing is that really, there are subtle differences in Japanese and american music styles, and I like Japanese better.
The other thing is that Japanese music often has a strong association to a show (read: obsession) for me, thus I enjoy it more. This applies to English music too, though far less often. For example, the Nikita soundtrack. Most of the music on the disc when I bought it was stuff I would never have listened to on it's own, some of it still is, but because of the images, situations, etc that were associated with it in my head, I enjoyed it.
Weiss as a group is more than a little geeky and on some levels a little pretentious. But they can sing. Well. Whether or not you like the music style is up to you, whether or not you think watching it is worthwhile or absolutely idiotic is also your perogative. But please, please, after the first statement of your opinion and my (or others) statement of dissagreement, let it drop. Especially when the issue is one as inconsequential as this, why keep puching it?
I mostly direct this at my mother, because she is seldom target of my obsession rants and thereby really has no need to strike back. Her repeated and vocal denouciation of the DVD /while/ we were watching and obviously enjoying it seemed a little uncalled for, and not entirely fair.
Salem also voiced complaint about Weiss today, but she has to hear about anime every other word from me, and really has a right to complain if she wants to. Also, she's given Anime a chance, and I know where she stands on these things. In addition, she walked away, and didn't continue to expoud on it's badness past the first statement. I appreciated that, really a lot. I don't want to force my obsessions on the unwilling, but I only have one house, and I regret that my views differ from those I share it with.
My mother has never really tried to understand this obsession of mine, but rather discourages it at every turn. In her words: the music is awful (and you wouldn't like it if it wasn't in Japanese), the shows are stupid (and melodramatic and pointless and poorly animated, et al). I've felt at times that she expects the focus of my life (Japanese language, culture, anime, etc.) to just go away overnight at some point... and today was a vivid reminder of that.
I know she doesn't see the value in many of the tings I love, I know that most people don't. I just seem to have a hard time remembering that sometimes. Living in my head it's hard to fully escape my own biases.
Wow, that got long, really rather. And now I really need to go to bed. And take pictures of my blooming Irises. ^_^
Appologies to everyone who desires them, I know I've been pretty self-centered and annoying of late, in addition to whining about the slacking that got me here. I'm trying to be better, I just seem to fail. Please, please, tell me when I make you mad, even annoy you a little. Life is to short for hiding problems.
Hn... and all this started on a good day. And it /was/ a good day. Heh, I really shouldn't write posts when I'm tired, apparently I get morbid pretty quickly.
See you all tommorow, or whenever. I hope things are going well in all your lives.
Class begins in 7 hours and 14 minutes. Oyasumi.
Bishounen: Miki Shin-ichirou (The voice... and the /coat/... that's all I have to say for the moment.)
