Showing posts with label Captain Beefheart. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Captain Beefheart. Show all posts

30 January 2012

Sometimes You Feel Like A (...), Sometimes You (...)

Sometimes, you get dressed like you're going to play tennis with Rene Lacoste in 1925:
Brooks Brothers club collar shirt, made in USA of Italian fabric, $5.49
Vintage wool tennis sweater from Kennedy's of Boston, $6.99
Emblematic club tie, $0.99
Vintage jacket, half of a suit by the Andover Shop, half of $5.99 (price for the whole suit)

And sometimes, you slouch down in your favorite soft chair at 9:30 in the morning for a cup of coffee and some Captain Beefheart on vinyl while a nearly three year old girl you know gets into the weird music in a way and to a depth that only children can...

photo: Internet
Captain Beefheart and his Magic Band, "Clear Spot", recently purchased on vinyl at a flea market, $8.00
Not his weirdest work, but by no means "normal".


I, for one, see no reason why the enjoyment of two such divergent  things need be mutually exclusive.

In the world of men's blogs, one constantly runs across dogmatic close mindedness from people concerned more with an arbitrary set of antiquated rules involving how a man should dress than they are with wearing clothes well simply because they enjoy it. It's like a microcosm of life. Voluntary self pigeon-holing leads only to bitterness and resentment, and causes one to waste a lot of time needling other people who couldn't care less about what are really inconsequential minutiae. By embracing all aspects of the person you are, even the ones that don't necessarily "match" with one another, you find a balance and real individuality that will never come with rote adherence to any given dogma, no matter which one.

Just sayin.


photo: Internet

p.s. new stuff in the Shop. Perfect get-ups for listening to some psychedelic freak jams...at least I think they are.