Times have changed. I get that, no point in dragging my feet. I have two iPods: A hot pink one for Mac and a black one for me—although recently Mac, the wench, took mine. She thinks she’s a real badass. We’ll see…LOL.
But I digress. Although I enjoy the benefits of technology, I rue the loss of simple pleasures. Like Barrons, I love hot cars, the latest electronics and the greatest toys, but there’s a part of me that craves the tactile experience of old books and albums: the feel of a hefty hardcover in my hands, the smell of ink, the crackle of a page, even the annoying popping sound on a scratched album. Twenty years later, I still can’t sing Pink Floyd’s The Final Cut with skipping on one of the lines because my album did, LOL. It was a different world then.
I grew up in a time when the release of a new album by one of my favorite bands was an all-consuming experience. On those sweet but rare occasions that I got a new record as a teen, I’d close my bedroom door, start the music, sit down and study the artwork and lyrics, and totally immerse myself in that world. I miss that!
I recently read that it took the human race nearly 1500 years to double our collective knowledge, but that now—with the internet—we double our collective knowledge every 12-18 months. What it took us from 1 AD to 1500 AD to accomplish, we now accomplish in less than two years. It was a fascinating article that discussed how impossible it is for us to keep up with our own growth, and the stresses of trying to do so result in all kinds of problems from adrenal fatigue to serious illness.
Good fiction carves a bubble out of that fast-paced, frenetic world and takes you to a still place where what’s happening in the story erases the stresses and strains of daily life, and in that fictional world you can safely indulge in a wonderful escape. You can live dangerously, vibrantly, passionately, without fear.
That’s the experience we tried to create with the CD, BloodRush. We wanted to recapture the days-gone-by feel of sitting down and immersing in an album, of reading the lyrics that flesh out Mac’s story, and hearing her heart in the words. We wanted the visual imagery to complement the fictional world as perfectly as the lyrics did. We wanted the paper to be thick, glossy, the pictures beautiful, the type stylish yet readable, and the overall experience to be deliciously tactile. Erotic. Sleek. Sexy. Fun.
I hope it accomplishes what we’ve aimed for—takes you away to a simpler place: a world where everyone’s mission is clear, the stakes are defined, and the battle between good and evil can be safely enjoyed from the sidelines, and perhaps even shed some light on our own battles.
Here’s one of the pages from the booklet, the lyrics and a snippet of the song.
Enjoy!
Woman Child by Neil Dover
And the direct link for those who can't access the player:
http://www.karenmoning.com/audio/WomanChild.mp3