Oct 29 2018
PLAYLIST : RUNNING CLASSIC
LOCATION: Canyon Dr.
Strain: KNBIS Gelato OG
TRACK LIST:
So this is the original playlist I was referring to. The Bitcoin of playlists. Each one of these songs has earned it's place on this playlist after vigorous testing. I'm talking going on three or four runs just to make sure a particular song is right, in a particular place.
Something I've come to realize is the Running Classic #Playlist, is just that, a classic. It's quite slow at times. Mello, even when it's intense it takes a more emotional route. There are many songs with epic sweeping strings (like Fireweed and the "Healing Song" Noisy Sunday) It might be nice to give a little backstory on each song in order to illustrate with their significance and maybe a little about how they got there and landed their spot on the Bitcoin of #playlist.
I'll start with Lighthouse by Patrick Watson. This is a song that I've been able to tie to a specific memory, like blockchain records, one linked to the next.
A few years ago, I was living with this dude, let's call him Jason, back in New York. Him and I used to shoot a lot movies. Some at our place some back at his folks house in Massachusetts. I acted in a few of his films. They were hard films to pull off but loads of fun.
Anyway, so there were a lot of these trips back and forth in Jason's car, and Jason's car...well...that's a whole different story.
Jason and I were taking these trips back and forth and he suddenly comes across this amazing Singer/Songwriter Patrick Watson. (This man's a scientist by his name alone). Jason starts to play Patrick Watson on our trips and I'm repeatedly hearing this cool nostalgia driven music, and if you haven't heard Patrick Watson, he's an artist that effortlessly takes you into the past and has you look around. His songs are often these remnants of some ghost carnival in the past. They're wicked.
So I'm hearing Patrick Watson in the car at all times and this one cold day in December or January, we're driving back from Mass and he has this album playing in his stinky car packed with film equipment. The defrost halfway worked so you could really only see through half the window because of how cold it was outside. Snow, coming off the hood, now chunks of cold ice. The heater blasting and you've just shot a movie until three a.m. and you have more to shoot the next day.
It wears on you. I was falling asleep in the passenger's seat. He started to fall asleep as well, while he was driving. It's about a three and a half hour drive. He pulled over half-way.
"Mike, you gotta drive. I'm falling asleep."
It was a tough thing to hear seeing as how tired I was as well. I could see on his face that he couldn't go much further with drifting off and running us into a deer. I agreed and took the wheel.
What I remember most about this trip was that the Patrick Watson CD kept cycling through. The album is fifty-three minutes. It's called "Adventures In Your Own Backyard". So, track one on "Adventures In Your Own Backyard" is Lighthouse. I knew every time the CD cycled through when this song came on, so I came to know this song as a kind of mile marker. A beginning.
AND NOW AN IMAGE BREAK!
AND WE'RE BACK!
I tried it out one day while running and it stuck. I started thinking about how I would build an entire #playlist around it and here I am.
The weed had been keeping the channel on until around Fireweed when I discovered that I was the point of no return. Once you hit Fireweed, you know that if you make it all the way through the song that you have to continue to end of the #playlist. It's a kind of unspoken rule. I was struck by a sharp pain right at the surface of the pad of my right heel. Like I had stepped on a thorn.
I paused the song and checked my foot. It was a nice little break but, when I got up, I continued.
The Things You Do lands nicely after Fireweed. It's like entering the canyons of reverberation created by the last twenty seconds of the song. You go into The Things You Do exhausted. You tell yourself, this is what the point of no return looks like. A long journey. A long, eerie and tiresome journey.
It's best to imagine that you're running in your own neighborhood. You can imagine yourself living there. Running there. Run where you want to live, it's exhilarating.
#runninghigh
#playlist
