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People always talk about climate change. But they forgot to talk about the social climate. My experience will shed a light on that subject. Social climate doesn’t exist at all, it made life improbable in big cities like Paris or Beirut. Since 2002 and the shock of 9/11, we all know what is coming. War is everywhere and nobody is safe. If you think your life will be spared because you’re a civilian, you are wrong. Your life is as precious as a pawn in a game of chess. If we want a better society, I guess the best way to achieve that is to prevent those human disasters that, in many ways, can be related to natural disasters. Society always talks about how hard it is to live; but a society who is unable to prevent disasters like 9/11 has no future. Blame it on the curvature of spacetime and its ripples.

Please Mr Postman, the Song

Couldn’t Stand the Weather is the second studio album by American blues rock band Stevie Ray Vaughan and Double Trouble. It was released on May 15, 1984, by Epic Records as the follow-up to the band’s critically and commercially successful 1983 album, Texas Flood. Recording sessions took place in January 1984 at the Power Station in New York City. Stevie Ray Vaughan wrote half the tracks on Couldn’t Stand the Weather. The album went to No. 31 on the Billboard 200 chart and the music video for “Couldn’t Stand the Weather” received regular rotation on MTV. In support of Couldn’t Stand the Weather, Vaughan and Double Trouble toured throughout the United States, Canada, Europe, Australia, New Zealand, and Japan from February 1984 to December 1984. On April 15, 1984, they performed a concert at the Austin Opera House in Austin, Texas, which was broadcast on the King Biscuit Flower Hour. They also opened for Huey Lewis & the News on August 3, 1984, at the USF Sun Dome in Tampa, Florida. The album was another commercial success for Stevie Ray Vaughan, selling 1,000,000 copies within five weeks.

Stephen Ray Vaughan (1954 – 1990) was an American musician, singer, songwriter, and record producer. In spite of a short-lived mainstream career spanning seven years, he was one of the most influential guitarists in the revival of blues in the 1980s. AllMusic describes him as “a rocking powerhouse of a guitarist who gave blues a burst of momentum in the ’80s, with influence still felt long after his tragic death.” AllMusic.com said of the album: “Stevie Ray Vaughan’s second album, Couldn’t Stand the Weather, pretty much did everything a second album should do: it confirmed that the acclaimed debut was no fluke, while matching, if not bettering, the sales of its predecessor, thereby cementing Vaughan’s status as a giant of modern blues. So why does it feel like a letdown? Perhaps because it simply offers more of the same, all the while relying heavily on covers.” Anyway, the 2 tracks that stand out on the album are “Couldn’t Stand the Weather” and “Cold Shot”. The song I showcased is a guitarist’s dream as the introduction relies heavily on funk rock licks. And the title of the song is just reminiscent of how the majority of us millenials feel.

Back to Bedlam, aka Almeria

We don’t want to talk about it, nor forget about it. We want to be intoxicated with that special brew. The reason is simple: this is so debilitating and it’s so negative for our lives and those of our children that we can’t help investigating with the heart. The heart is an involuntary muscle. Use it wisely! I’ve never seen a climate that curious, but I guess scientist agree that it is a normal reaction. That oceanic feeling is degraded and small groups of people have taken over and make a lot of money secretly. At our expenses. Did you notice that, if we can’t live a life less strange, it’s always the fault of the same persons. You could say jealous minds think alike, but jealousy is a normal thing. The thing with jealousy is that it can bring people up but some people use it to break the knees of others.

I was born in Beirut, Lebanon and I spent 20+ years in Paris, France. Let me tell you they’ve been a real mother for me. The heart knows the difference between a mother and a stepmother. In Syria, they decided that, without Lebanon, they would be nothing on the international scene. Must be why they treated us with such violence. I know what I’m talking about: I was trained by Syrian’s political police to shut the fuck up. Classical conditioning. Ivan Pavlov won a Nobel Prize for this discovery. The problem is that today my life has been one big fight: I can’t go to the mountain anymore, I can’t barely walk. And my friends asked if I was willing to donate my organs (sells high on the black market).

The weather is so strange that we spend 300 days a year with feelings that won’t go away. Compare that to 300 days of sun. If I had to summarise my experience in 3 words, I would say: ReasonableIntellectualAnxious. They call it brand awareness. I’m still under shock because I suspect a drug for acne vulgaris to have been used as a chemical weapon by Syria’s political police. You can feel the Cold War when your intimate life is reduced to tears. It should not be difficult to play the game. I guess when you know the rules it becomes easy. Here are the rules: preparation, power and expectations. The meaning I get from my experience is that hygiene must be constant; the body doesn’t resist and it takes longer and longer to get over it with ageing. I was classically conditioned to be a bug. But I transformed into a gold bug.

If you can’t stand the weather, then maybe a change would be good. Of course, nobody forced you to live underwater, like a fish or a shark. Let’s remember the key to good health: sobriety. It was acceptable in the 1980s but now I feel the cold decay. There was a code that was supposed to free me, and maybe you. It’s called Almeria. In other words ripples in the curvature of spacetime, aka gravity. I wasn’t man enough to acknowledge that this climate is a peculiar one. You could also call it cruel intentions. The importance of rivalry and vengeance becomes self-destructive; the will to put people in trouble and pressure them becomes insane; what could be the fate of those people who experienced that kind of stuff? Will they ever realise that those ripples are making them lose time and money? In fact, people suffering from burnout should remember that paragraph or read again “Dangerous Liaisons”, a French epistolary novel by Pierre Choderlos de Laclos first published in 1782.

It is the story of the Marquise de Merteuil and the Vicomte de Valmont, two rivals (and ex-lovers) who use seduction as a weapon to socially control and exploit others, all the while enjoying their cruel games and boasting about their manipulative talents. It has been claimed to depict the decadence of the French aristocracy shortly before the French Revolution, thereby exposing the perversions of the so-called Ancien Régime. However, it has also been described as an amoral story. As an epistolary novel, the book is composed entirely of letters written by the various characters to each other. In particular, the letters between Valmont and the Marquise drive the plot, with those of their victims and other characters serving as contrasting figures to give the story its depth. The novel was adapted to cinema as “Cruel Intentions”, a 1999 American romantic teen drama film starring Sarah Michelle Gellar, Ryan Phillippe, Reese Witherspoon, and Selma Blair. The film was set among wealthy teenagers attending high school in modern New York City instead of 18th-century France.

That kind of climate set the stage for dramas and unfinished business. Everybody knows that, when little criminals play, they need a cloudy day, to go weird and miserable. I do not count myself among you; I may have been living in a dream. There’s so many of you; can’t help but hope there is a difference between you, me and that oceanic feeling you called money. Make no mistake, the people behind the worst terror attacks in France and in America are people whose intentions are strictly personal. Your children must be aware that no one is safe from that small group of people. That’s why my advice would be to freeze a little and make something productive about it. I read that Israel wants to condemn people committing murders because they laugh about it. Indeed, if you murder people, try a little dignity and buy your children a gift after. Or receive gifts from your friends everywhere in the world like Netanyahu.

That’s how we end up thinking that Rael, the founder and current leader of the UFO religion known as Raëlism, has some good ideas. For example, he proposed to put an end to war and that the stage would be set in sports. I’m sorry I had to mention a stupid sect in that blog but the way it went leaves no doubt. Usual suspects are our crazy old neighbours. A part of the brain monitors intense efforts. If you worked in that kind of business, you know confidence is 4 letter word and they always work in duo, like two riders on the storm. Thus, there must be a part of the brain monitoring the intense effort of monitoring the part of the brain that monitors that intense effort. It’s called espionage and confidence is not a word, it’s an insult. The jury is out and I woke up in a stranger’s coat, again. I have decided which angle will work for me in the future. I hope this might help someone. It will be the subject of post in the future. Will I ever finish what I started with those questions of identity and dignity?

Stevie Ray Vaughan 1986

If you liked that post or more generally my blog, don’t forget to go to my about page  for details on “like, share, comment and donate”. In other words, this sounds serious and determining if an intimate life is important should be a no brainer.

Comin’ through this business of life
There’s rarely time if I’m needed to
Ain’t so funny when things ain’t feelin’ right
Then daddy’s hand helps to see me through
Sweet as sugar love won’t wash away
Rain or shine, it always here to stay
All these years you and I’ve spent together
All this, we just couldn’t stand the weather

Like a train that stops at every station
We all deal with trials and tribulations
Fear hangs the fell
ow that ties up his years
Entangled in yellow and cries all his tears
Changes come before we can go
Learn to see them before we’re too old
Don’t just take me for tryin’ to be heavy
Understand, it’s time to get ready for the storm

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Written by na1man

I've been listening to music for more than 20 years, trying to get a message in each of the 5000 songs I listened to. I'm interested in all topics (sports, art, science, philosophy, health, travel). I connect the dots with contemporary music. This blog will be the result of more than 20 years of work on humanity (ripples in the curvature of spacetime).

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