Friday, January 22, 2010
There's a movie out there that you watch repeatedly or just channel into your thoughts whenever you are doing something. A character that you think typifies exactly who you would be in an alternate dimension.
I am Samurai Jack.
I am trying desperately to find the song I wrote about this awesome cartoon created by Gendy Tartakovsky. This has got to be my favorite cartoon and character of all time. This is in a list that contains William Wallace, Conan the Barbarian, Riddick, Jedis', King Leonidas, Mickey O'Neill, James Bond(as played by Daniel Craig), that kid from Stomp the Yard (because I secretly wish I could dance like that) and Beowulf.
I fancy myself a bad ass warrior, for the most part. And in my defense, I'm a veteran of the US Army Infantry- a real warrior. trained in some Shi Do Kan Karate and Brazilian Jiu Jitsu. Qualified expert on numerous weapons and Combat Life Saver qualified. Now I can add to that resume of training the instinctive, primal, genetically coded need to defend and protect my little girls.
None of this really has anything to do with music. It's more of a thought I have when walking away from a show through alleys and dark streets. It's the that I channel my Samurai Jack alter ego. Rockin' a crowd and then fighting crime, seeing that justice prevails. Can you tell that I'm the youngest of four and had to occupy my own time with my imagination? Haha. There are days when I'm not sure which is my reality and which is my imaginary world, but then the baby will cry and need a diaper change. Reality rears up. It doesn't have an ugly head. It has the beautiful, angelic face of a tiny little person that calls me "daddy".
One of the few people that can melt the heart of this samurai.