I sometimes wonder if I would like myself if I got to meet the person I was a few years ago. I think going on tour with “Jesus Christ Superstar” and living in Branson with “The Twelve Irish Tenors” has changed who I am immeasurably. Sure, it’s evident physically (I weigh less now) but have I changed as a person?
My bank account would argue that I have… but to find out a little more about myself and how I’ve changed, I had to look no further than this blog.
I’ve found my opinions on things from as little as three years ago don’t necessarily match up with the ones that I have now.
Casey Affleck can’t act. I guess it runs in the family. Although, I’ll give Ben his due props for “Hollywoodland.”
Regardless of the fact that I really can’t even remember “Hollywoodland” (apart from a vague awareness of the experience of going to see it), Casey’s performance in “Gone Baby Gone” was so amazing that it’s stayed with me in the year-plus that it’s been since I’ve seen it.
Perhaps just opinions on actors isn’t deep enough to delve into who I was fundamentally?
So, thanks to Playbill.com, I just heard two songs from the upcoming Broadway musical High Fidelity. I’m starting to lose faith in my chosen profession.
I’ll admit it now, I’ve tracked down the score from “High Fidelity” and “My Desert Island All-Time Top Five Break Ups” is one of my favorite songs to sing in the bedroom.
So that means my taste in film and music have changed.
Chipotle = God.
Okay, maybe I wouldn’t go so severe with my comparisons these days… but the sentiment remains the same.
So, I’m not 100% different. I mean, I’d probably recognize myself or pick myself out of a lineup… but I don’t think I’d really be able to hang out with myself anymore (unless, of course, we’re eating Chipotle).
I wonder what else has really changed about me, and if I’ll even be aware enough to realize when I’m changing again. I think I’m doing that “maturing” thing that I’d read so much… and I think I’m caving. I think I like it.