Sunday, January 27, 2013

Journey Play List

"Artists are magical helpers.
Evoking symbols and motifs
that connect us to our deeper selves,
they can help us along the heroic journey
and our own lives."

-Joseph Campbell
Pathways to Bliss



Music of U
helps you
get through
 whatever it is you do

I share these songs with you
to help YOU
on YOUR JOURNEY
through the UNKNOWN

if you like any of them,
if they help you smile wider
or your heart beat faster

if they open your ears
as newly discovered windows
into your heart and your imagination

then I am happy
I spent the money
 on fuel
and supplies
and scared myself
over and over
and confused myself
over and over
for all of the journeys

I mean,
I was happy anyway
That's why I did it.

I have received much
so now it is time to give and share
in the hope of inspiring you
to do what you love to do
even if there are puzzle pieces 
on the path that scare you

Whenever I was tired or lost or confused
people came to my rescue
in the form of live humans
and recorded artists
and authors living in books
and any other man-ifested universal clue

I share with you
the magical helpers
who helped me survive
and enjoy being alive
while journeying
around the world
TO FIND THE BEST
MUSIC OF THE SPHERES



THE ULTIMATE JOURNEY PLAYLIST

"Good art allows the audience to personalize
what they hear or see, right?"

-Neil de Grasse Tyson, celebrity physicist
interviewing GZA, gangster rapper  
  
Speaking of which...

Warning:
Awesome language
Bad language
Fun language
Language of LIFE
Up Ahead 


Right Before You
Begin Living Your Dream


Walk Out The Door 
Turn the Key in the Ignition
Stick Your Thumb Out
Step on the Train/Plane/Bus
Take the First Step
In Any Endeavor
Whatever It Is 

Striving For Perfection
by Raekwon feat. Ghostface
produced by RZA of the Wu-Tang Clan
(filter metaphorically to fit your own experience)


"Let's Go Get Lost Right Here in the USA"

Road Trippin'
by Red Hot Chili Peppers


My Car's Name/Hitchhiking/Love

Wagon Wheel
by Old Crow Medicine Show 


Why You Do Everything

Finding You
by The Go-Between's


Best Song From My First Summer
With a Driver's License

Over the Hills and Far Away
by Led Zeppelin

A Graduation Song
For Every New Page of the Journey

Pachelbel's Canon
by Hiromi Uehara 


Arriving Anywhere

The Weight
by The Band





Leaving Anywhere/
My Friend Jack/
Jack & the Beanstalk 

Jumpin Jack Flash
by The Rolling Stone



Riding at Night

The Passenger
by Iggy Pop




Riding/Walking by Moonlight

Moonlight Mile by
The Rolling Stones




Self-Explanatory

Life on the Road by The Kinks


The Amazing Journey by The Who

I am the Highway by Audioslave


If You Want to Sing Out, Sing Out by Cat Stevens



Searching For Your Home 

When the Day Comes
by Jim Kata



Finding Your Home

Place to Be
by Hiromi



Gifts From Your Father
Thunder Road by Bruce Springsteen
Born to Run by Bruce Springsteen 
The Only Living Boy in New York by Simon & Garfunkel
Time by Pink Floyd
Turn the Page by Bob Seger
Voodoo Child covered by Stevie Ray Vaughan
Immigrant Song by Led Zeppelin
Old Man by Neil Young
Father & Son by Cat Stevens
Anyway, Anyhow, Anywhere by The Who

"I risked my skin for fun.
For beauty!"

-Tom Robbins,
Still Life With Woodpecker


Gift From Your Mother

Have Love Will Travel The Black Keys
Leavin' Trunk by Taj Mahal
Fish and Whistle by John Prine 
The Boy in the Bubble by Paul Simon
Diamonds on the Soles of Her Shoes by Paul Simon
Homeless by Paul Simon
Fast Car by Tracy Chapman
For America by Jackson Browne
Black and White by Jackson Browne
Harvest by Neil Young
Free to Be You and Me by New Seekers

Gifts From Your Sister

Without by Jason Webley
Counterpart by Jason Webley
Music That Puts Everything Together by Jason Webley
Magical Mystery Tour by The Beatles
With a Little Help From My Friends by The Beatles
Yellow Submarine by The Beatles 
Carry On by Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young
Suite: Judy Blue Eyes by Crosby, Stills & Nash
Heart of Gold by Neil Young
Flowers Never Bend With the Rainfall by Simon & Garfunkel
Mrs. Robinson by Simon & Garfunkel
Woodstock by Joni Mitchell
if there's any Enya on this list (and there is)
it's her fault for blaring it through the wall

"This is definitely a new experience for me.
 Oh, wonderful.  Try something new every day."
-Harold & Maude


Catching Up on Your Favorite Band
By Listening to Their Newest Album
For the First Time
As You Cruise Through Their Home State
With the Windows Rolled Down
and the Speakers on Full Blast

Lonely Boy
by The Black Keys


Identifying and Feeling
Way Older Than You Should
Works Well When You're Exhausted 

Most of the Time
(Bootleg Volume 8: Tell Tale Signs)
by Bob Dylan

Best Song to Come on Unexpectedly
and
Convince You To Get
Out of Your Tent
and
Into Your Car
During the Worst Thunderstorm
in NE Minnesota History/
Reminds You of Previous American Journey

Come in from the Cold by Joni Mitchell

(photo from previous 2010 winter journey in the south)


Stuck in Your Head
Making You Feel Sad
as You Re-Pack Your Car
To Officially Go West 
Even Though You Only Heard It
Once Before
The Day Before

Perth
by Bon Iver




Driving Into a Thunderstorm
an hour after you finish packing
around 10 pm
an hour into 
an all-night drive 

with some hail
seen in the distance...
approach...
engulfed...
embraced...
emerge...
alive & safe

Disposition by Tool
Ten-Day Interval by Tortoise
Raindrop Prelude by Frederic Chopin
Nightbook by Ludovico Einaudi

Auto Rock by Mogwai
Ballad of a Thin Man by Bob Dylan
Like a Rolling Stone (live Bootleg Series 4) by Bob Dylan/The Band
Little Cream Soda by The White Stripes
D'evils* by Jay-Z
Rods and Cones by Blue Man Group
Storm by Godspeed You! Black Emperor
Magic Hours by Explosions in the Sky


3 AM
Driving Through the North Dakota
Prairie/Desert

The Man in the Long Black Coat by Bob Dylan
One More Cup of Coffee by Bob Dylan
On Call by Kings of Leon




Feeling Adrenaline
You Look Ahead to the Future

Born Slippy (Nuxx)
by Underworld



Books are Maps

An Animated Description of Mr. Maps
by The Books




Entering the Wilderness...
usually it's best to enter the wilderness
to the sounds of the wilderness.
Also good for driving just about anywhere,
especially on really windy mountain roads

Il buono, il cattivo, il brutto
(The Good, the Bad and the Ugly)
by Ennio Morricone








Any Time
You Find
Beauty

The Ecstasy of Gold
covered by San Francisco Orchestra







Works Well Out West

Pretty Little Ditty by Red Hot Chili Peppers
Jericho by Kelly Joe Phelps
 

Am I Wrong by Keb Mo
Midnight Rambler by The Rolling Stones
Dead Flowers by The Rolling Stones
On the Road Again by Willie Nelson


Tombstone Blues by Bob Dylan
Rock and Roll by The Velvet Underground 
I've Been Everywhere by Johnny Cash


Wagon Wheel covered by Against Me!

 Under a Starry
Desert Sky

Paris, Texas by Ry Cooder

 
Houston in Two Seconds by Ry Cooder 


Brothers by Ry Cooder


 Nothing Out There by Ry Cooder


 No Safety Zone by Ry Cooder


 On the Couch by Ry Cooder


 Dark Was the Night by Ry Cooder


 Dark Was the Night by Robert Johnson



River Theme by Bob Dylan



Cantina Theme by Bob Dylan
Planet Caravan by Black Sabbath
Bron-Yr-Aur by Led Zeppelin
Lithium Stiffs by Tortoise
I'm Not Worried At All by Moby 
Inside by Moby
I by Aphex Twin
Feel Good Lost Reprise by Broken Social Scene
Hotel by Broken Social Scene
Place to Be by Hiromi
Haze by Hiromi
Softly as in an Early Morning Sunrise by Hiromi
Time Difference by Hiromi
 Opening Door-Tuning-Prologue by Hiromi
Time Travel by Hiromi  
Brain by Hiromi
Second Brain by Kaki King
the exhbition by Kaki King
night after sidewalk by Kaki King
Goby by Kaki King
(the last two minutes of) Stem/Long Stem by DJ Shadow
Midnight in a Perfect World by DJ Shadow
What Does Your Soul Look Like Pt. 3 (Live) by DJ Shadow
All Neon Like by Bjork
Run by Air
Talisman by Air
Ce Matin La by Air
Green Tea Farm by Hiromi
Grand Pappy du Plenty by Red Hot Chili Peppers






To some degree,
we might say that personality characteristics
are associated with
or predictive of
the kind of music that people like
But to a large degree
it is determined more or less by chance factors:
where you went to school
who you hung out with
what music they happened to be listening to

 -This is Your Brain on Music
by Daniel J. Levitin


Memories
Junior High School

The Distance by Cake
   Nitro (Youth Energy) by Offspring
 

Smash by Offspring
Basketball Jones by Cheech & Chong & George Harrison 
About a Girl (MTV Unplugged) by Nirvana
Tonight, Tonight by Smashing Pumpkins
Muzzle by Smashing Pumpkins
Take Me Down by Smashing Pumpkins
Where Boys Fear to Tread by Smashing Pumpkins
Thirty-Three by Smashing Pumpkins
Today by Smashing Pumpkins
1979 by Smashing Pumpkins
Beautiful by Smashing Pumpkins


Strong Enough (acoustic) by Sheryl Crow
Building a Mystery by Sarah MacLachlan



Seeking
Finding
New Journey
New Treasure 

Better Things by The Kinks
This Time Tomorrow by The Kinks
Strangers by The Kinks
Wish You Were Here by Pink Floyd
Hey Jude by The Beatles
Dry the Rain by Beta Band
111 Arthur Avenue by Mark Mothersbaugh
Hey Jude by Ysaye Quartet
Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots Pt. 1 by The Flaming Lips
The Wizard Turns On by The Flaming Lips
Approaching Mons Pavonis by Balloon by The Flaming Lips
The W.A.N.D. by The Flaming Lips
Yeah Yeah Yeah Song by The Flaming Lips
Johny B. Goode by Chuck Berry     
Free by Phish
Free by Cat Power
Freely by Devendra Banhart
My Dearest Friend by Devendra Banhart
Dilla Says Go by J Dilla
Last Donut of the Night by J Dilla
Around the World by Red Hot Chili Peppers
Soul to Squeeze by Red Hot Chili Peppers
Just Couldn't Tie Me Down by The Black Keys
All Hands Against His Own by The Black Keys
Girl is on My Mind by The Black Keys 
Leavin' Trunk covered by The Black Keys
Countdown by The Black Keys
Them Eyes by The Black Keys
Meet Me in the City covered by The Black Keys
Stuck Between Stations by The Hold Steady
Little Honda by Yo La Tengo
Deeper Into Movies by Yo La Tengo 
New York City by They Might Be Giants
The Road by Tenacious D
Tribute by Tenacious D
Trucker's Atlas by Modest Mouse 
Set You Free by The Black Keys
Here Comes the Sun by The Beatles
I've Got a Feeling by The Beatles
Voodoo Child (Slight Return) by Jimi Hendrix
I'm Not There by Sonic Youth (cover of Bob Dylan)   
 Neighborhood #2 by The Arcade Fire
Headlights Look Like Diamonds by The Arcade Fire
No Cars Go by The Arcade Fire
Kung-Fu World Champion by Hiromi



Coming Home
Yet Again
New Journeys
Always Begin 

Return of the Kung-Fu World Champion by Hiromi 
Joy by Hiromi
Summer Rain by Hiromi
Desert on the Moon by Hiromi
Love and Laughter by Hiromi
Forever Young by Bob Dylan
 Rainy Night House by Joni Mitchell
Hummingbird by Wilco
I Shall Not Be Moved by Mississippi John Hurt
Me and Bobby McGee by Janis Joplin
City Boy by Keb Mo
House in California by Keb Mo
Yes! I am a Long Way From Home by Mogwai
On the Way Home by Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young
In the Aeroplane Over the Sea by Neutral Milk Hotel
Tiny Dancer by Elton John
In My Life by The Beatles
Two of Us by The Beatles
Dig a Pony by The Beatles
About a Girl cover by Cibo Matto
Three Little Birds by Bob Marley
No Woman, No Cry [Live] by Bob Marley
Mr. Carter by Lil Wayne
Good Times Roll Pt. 2 by RJD2
Mr. November by The National
I Need More Love by Robert Randolph 
Going in the Right Direction by Robert Randolph
Steamed Little Juicy Bun by Kaki King
Kewpie Station by Kaki King
Playing With Pink Noise by Kaki King
I'm Bound to Pack it Up by The White Stripes
You're Pretty Good Looking (For a Girl) by The White Stripes
Ball & Biscuit by The White Stripes
Funky Ride by Outkast
Long Time by The Roots
Weak Become Heroes by The Streets


Buck Up
It's Always On

On the Strength by Wu-Tang Killah Bees
Kong by Bonobo
Building Steam With a Grain of Salt by DJ Shadow   
Memory Lane by Nas
America: Fuck Yeah! by South Park
Coming Into Los Angeles by Arlo Guthrie  
Main Title Theme (Billy) by Bob Dylan
Billy 1 by Bob Dylan
Billy 4 by Bob Dylan
Like a Rolling Stone by Bob Dylan
Highway 61 Revisited by Bob Dylan
 Stuck Inside of Mobile With the Memphis Blues Again by Bob Dylan
Just Like Tom Thumb's Blues covered by Ramblin' Jack Elliott
One Too Many Mornings (live) by Bob Dylan with The Band
Paths of Victory by Bob Dylan
Race to the Prize by The Flaming Lips
Turn the Page by The Streets

Just Press Play
Venice Queen by Red Hot Chili Peppers
Parallel Universe by Red Hot Chili Peppers
Minor Thing by Red Hot Chili Peppers
 Warm Tape by Red Hot Chili Peppers 
Golden Age by TV on the Radio
The Golden Age by Beck
Round the Bend by Beck
Where It's At by Beck 
Traveling Song by The Avett Brothers 
Nothing Short of Thankful by The Avett Brothers
Salvation Song by The Avett Brothers
Midnight Rider by The Allman Brothers Band
Fear Not of Men by Mos Def
City of New Orleans by Arlo Guthrie
Baby We'll Be Fine by The National
Gimme Danger by The Stooges  
Wherever I May Roam by Metallica
East to the West by Michael Franti
Ramble On by Led Zeppelin
Milestones by Miles Davis
Are You Real? by Art Blakey
So What by Miles Davis
Monk's Dream by Thelonious Monk
Lonely Woman by Ornette Coleman
Caravan by Ella Fitzgerald
Caravan by Hiromi 
Solitude by Billie Holiday
When You're Smiling
The Whole World Smiles With You by Ella Fitzgerald 
What a Wonderful World by Louis Armstrong
Better Git It In Your Soul by Charles Mingus
Blue Train by John Coltrane
Moment's Notice by John Coltrane
Autumn Leaves by John Coltrane & Miles Davis 
Mr. P.C. by John Coltrane
Giant Steps by John Coltrane
Acknowledgment by John Coltrane
My Favorite Things covered by Hiromi
Get Happy by Brad Mehldau
You covered by Christopher O'Riley
No Quarter by Led Zeppelin   
Good Times, Bad Times by Led Zeppelin
Revolution by The Beatles
 The Road and the Sky by Jackson Browne
Caravan by Van Morrison with The Band
On the Road by String Cheese Incident
Road Home by String Cheese Incident
Going On by Gnarls Barkley
Turn Into Something by Animal Collective
Universal Traveler by Air
Le Voyage de Penelope by Air
Talisman by Air
She's Leaving the Bank by Ry Cooder
Diamonds on My Windshield by Tom Waits
Me & Julio Down by the Schoolyard by Paul Simon
Friend of the Devil by The Grateful Dead
Box of Rain by The Grateful Dead
Ripple by The Grateful Dead
Truckin by The Grateful Dead
Rock and Roll by The Velvet Underground
Sweet Jane by The Velvet Underground
Take It As It Comes by The Doors
Break on Through (to the other side) by The Doors
Riders on the Storm by The Doors 
Graceland by Paul Simon
Anywhere Is by Enya
On My Way Home by Enya
Only If... by Enya
Book of Days by Enya
Shepherd Moons by Enya
Memory of Trees by Enya  
The Celts by Enya 
America by Simon & Garfunkel
Run Like an Antelope by Phish
You Enjoy Myself by Phish
The Divided Sky by Phish
Crazyhorse Mongoose by Galactic
My Mind is Hazy by Galactic
By the Way by Red Hot Chili Peppers
Celebrate Your Youth by Keller Williams
Crooked by Keller Williams
Above the Thunder by Keller Williams
Feeling Good by Nina Simone
I Feel Good by James Brown
The Boss by James Brown
Thank You Fallettin' Me Be Mice Elf Agin by Sly & The Family Stone
Stand! by Sly & The Family Stone
Mothership Connection by George Clinton & Parliament
Watching the Wheels (acoustic) by John Lennon
Ooh La La by Faces
There There by Radiohead
Get Me Away From Here I'm Dying by Belle & Sebastian
Fountain of Sorrow by Jackson Browne
Farther On by Jackson Browne 
Big Day Coming by Yo La Tengo
Innerlight by Zion I
Silly Puddy by Zion I
One by Zion I
Let It Flow by Zion I
Daylight by Aesop Rock
Can't Stop by Red Hot Chili Peppers
The Engine Driver by The Decemberists
Me Against the World by Tupac Shakur*
Liquid Swords by GZA
Survival of the Fittest by Mobb Deep*
One More Road to Cross by DMX*
ATLiens by Outkast
Fake Empire by The National
Rise by Doves
Rainbow Connection by Kermit the Frog
Woodstock by Crosby, Stills, Nash &Young
Gravity Rides Everything by Modest Mouse
The World at Large by Modest Mouse
Float On by Modest Mouse
The World at Large cover by Iron Horse
Float On by Iron Horse
Gravity Rides Everything cover by Iron Horse
If Dogs Run Free by Bob Dylan
New Morning by Bob Dylan
The Laws Have Changed by The New Pornographers
Drifter in the Dark by Ween
Tried and True by Ween
Exactly Where I'm At by Ween
I Feel It All by Feist
Feel Good Inc. by Gorillaz
Clint Eastwood by Gorillaz 
Make You Feel Better by Red Hot Chili Peppers
Beethoven's 5th Symphony by somebody
Beethoven's 6th Symphony by Ludwig van Beethoven
Gonna Fly Now (Rocky Theme) by Frank Stallone
California Waiting by Kings of Leon
The Runner by Kings of Leon
Genius by Kings of Leon
The Bucket by Kings of Leon
Charmer by Kings of Leon
46 & 2 by Tool
Parabol by Tool
Parabola by Tool
Lateralus by Tool
 Cranley's Gonna Make It by Broken Social Scene
Feel Good Lost by Broken Social Scene
Sparkplug Minuet by Mark Mothersbaugh
Country Road by James Taylor
Sweet Baby James by James Taylor
Whatever It is by Ben Lee
The World is Yours by Nas
One Love by Nas
It Ain't Hard to Tell by Nas 
It's Your World by Common
Go by Common
Can't Knock the Hustle by Jay-Z
Dead Presidents II by Jay-Z
Can I Live? by Jay-Z
Feelin It by Jay-Z
Ode to Joy by Beethoven
Pure Imagination by Willy Wonka
I've Got a Golden Ticket by Willy Wonka




 Toward the Finish

Stay Positive by The Hold Steady
I Fought Piranhas by The White Stripes
I Shall Not Walk Alone by Ben Harper*
There Will Be a Light by Ben Harper
Pressing On covered by John Doe*
Carry That Weight by The Beatles
When It Begins by Broken Social Scene



Reaching the Golden Gate Bridge

Victoria
by The Kinks






I Used to Actively Dislike
But Now I Love

Don't Stop Believing by Journey
More Than a Feeling by Boston
Carry on Wayward Son by Kansas
Yellow by Coldplay
God Put a Smile Upon Your Face by Coldplay



Year of the Dragon

Dragon Heart Theme
from that movie
the one with the dragon
and the heart


Dragons are the free spirits of the zodiac
Conformity is a dragon's curse
The Dragon is the only mythical creature in the zodiac


 

Highest Quality
Meaning of Life
Right?
Anything Goes!
Learn it!
Love it!



*even D'evils
I actively dislike the middle verse,
and want to point out that although
I enjoy lots of quality gangster rap music
amongst the wide swath of all music offered by the world
especially because they're the most stylistic, creative and versatile wordsmiths 
and talk a lot about mental and physical toughness needed to survive
and discipline and bravery and risking it all for your dreams
and keeping your cool in tight situations
and still having an interest in words and intellect and poetry
and expressive flows and rhymes and rhythms and times
but like anything else in life, such as a cheesy pop song,
you can't personalize everything from their experience
and at some point accept that you're just hearing another story
and that whether or not you like it, you'll learn something from it
and use what you don't like to somehow avoid it and instead better experience
besides, all things are metaphors
so if you can't relate
then your imagination isn't working hard enough
just like in a few of those overly specific inspirational songs
like Pressing On and I Shall Not Walk Alone
I am happy to be free of any system
which too narrowly defines my world
   but I always love a great tune and a positive metaphor


Best Song to Have Your Friends
Chris & Jared Do a Silly Dance to
After You Get Back From
The Very Sad Event
/
Been Listening to on Road Trips
Since Age 3
Thanks to My Mother and Sister's
Obsession
With the Album
Graceland

You Can Call Me Al by Paul Simon




California Highway 1 
Up the Pacific Coast 
Journey Succeeds

California by Phantom Planet
California One by The Decemberists
We are the Champions by Queen
Alive by Pearl Jam
Celebration Day by Led Zeppelin
Dancing Days by Led Zeppelin    
Superman Theme 
James Bond Theme
Indiana Jones Theme
Star Wars Theme
Road Trippin' by Red Hot Chili Peppers
When the Day Comes by Jim Kata
Place of Dreams by Jim Kata
Everything In Its Right Place covered by Christopher O'Riley
All You Need is Love by The Beatles
Place to Be by Hiromi Uehara








Best Album
You Could Discover
Right Before Your Final Move
Into Your Place to Be 

MOVE
by Hiromi

I listen to it every day

If it had existed before my road trip
all of its songs would somehow be scattered
throughout that list above

Even though I a
in one place right now

LIFE IS STILL A JOURNEY

and albums like MOVE
help me feel it even more




Left Corner Artwork:
Gift of Days
by Stephen Alcorn

   One of the best artists I know



 

Monday, April 23, 2012

I'LL TELL YOU A STORY

This is where I, Ben Sanford, express myself through writing.


There are many pieces of writing here from the past three years, inspired by and relating to strange journeys around the world and across the country.

My recommendations:

#1 Piece (according to others, and me):
Forever Young, April 2010 (VIETNAM/LAOS/FLASHBACKS)
+ deep philosophy about life, death, risk and bliss)

Most Recent Update on Travels (Japan):
Hiromi Battles the Pink Robots, April 2012 (JAPAN)

Longest and Most Spiritual/Informative/Strange/Photos:
Chung Fu and the Tiger Leaping Buddha, October 2010 (CHINA)

Beginning of All of It:
December 2009 (INDIA)

Also Good:
Retro Facebook Note #2:  I'm Glad I Didn't Just Fall to My Death (UTAH, USA)

Crazy Cambodian Coincidences:
The Jungle Blog, March 2010 (CAMBODIA)

Best Tribute to George Washington:
To Too Two One Two, February 2012 (AMERICAN HISTORY)

Best Summary of Why I Traveled and Write:
Hero Journey in the Himalaya, December 2010 (INDIA/NEPAL)



Enjoy!

Hopefully this writing inspires you to do something you want to do but are afraid to do.

If you would like to discuss or comment on anything you've come across during your experience here, I would be delighted hear about it via e-mail at:

bengobengo@gmail.com

YES! Awe! Hiromi!

Part One: (written over a year ago on Facebook)

Hiromi is coming!

by Ben Sanford on Monday, March 28, 2011 at 4:33am ·

Hiromi! YES! Last night I finally conceded defeat and canceled my Tokyo ticket.  I am reading updates on the nuclear situation every day and intend to still go there to teach English whether it's in May or a year from now.  That being said, today I'd been feeling upset and disappointed about it because I've been dreaming of working there for six years and seriously planning on it for almost a year (and especially the last three months of living at home).  And now I don't know what I'm doing with my life.  And then I was feeling guilty for feeling disappointed about it because obviously thousands more Japanese people are suddenly without homes or loved ones who are dead, and millions more are dealing with aftershocks and watching a terrifying nuclear situation with fear, and sacrificing in all sorts of ways, and feeling guilty for feeling scared because other people have it much worse than they do (and somewhere on earth other people almost unbelievably have it worse than they do, as bizarre as that seems; the world is an insane balance.  Any time you want to complain about anything, someone is having a worse time or isn't even here anymore to call you out on how you should be looking on the bright side of things).

I won't be fulfilling my dream of following the Tokyo sign this Friday, but I will be in Schenectady. To anyone who knows Schenectady, this may sound like a strange thing to be excited about. The thing is, a few hours ago I found out that the best, most creative, talented, complex, beautiful and energetic musician in the universe will be playing the piano at Proctor's Theater in four days: Hiromi Uehara!!! youtube her. She's out of this world.  I found out about her through a friend three years ago, and seeing her perform was like witnessing Beethoven, Jimi Hendrix and John Coltrane all being channeled by one small yet larger than life Japanese woman.  I've been interested in Japan since I was 13, but Hiromi was the clincher on a necessary investigation of the Land of the Rising Sun.  That journey is on hold until I (selfishly) don't have to worry about a nuclear plant and get the impression that I would be a help as opposed to a burden to the Japanese people.  I assumed that was going to be the terms of my residence there anyway, but I'm a little self-conscious after one of my friends accused me of "stealing food from Japanese mouths" by still considering teaching them how to speak English in person.  Nobody accused me of doing the same thing when I went to India and walked by armless and legless street children and old men and teenagers passed out dead on the sidewalk.  They just looked at me like I was on crack when I gave one of them the equivalent of a dollar, changing his life not at all).

Here is the universe in a very simple yet accurate sentence: good things are happening and bad things are happening.  Always.  If you are experiencing the good things, recognize that and make the most of it and appreciate it.  If you are experiencing the bad things, I wish you the best in confronting your dragon and enduring the battle as best you can.  And helping someone who is going through bad things is a good way to keep up the good things for everybody.  But just because there are bad things (and everyone experiences them to some degree from time to time, even if they're not catastrophic), it doesn't mean that you can't still pursue a good experience.

So on Friday I'm supporting Japanese culture the best way I can think of it: by giving my awareness and my money to an artist who has given the universe an experience that goes well beyond the standard connotation of a "good thing".  There are no words for it.  Only beautiful sounds.  And that's why musicians like Hiromi are constant reminders that no matter how hard I try as a writer, I'll never have the magical power wielded by someone who organizes the universal vibrations through such a medium.  Even so, every time I see her it inspires me to be better at what I do, and be more creative and outrageous and throw more energy into it, whatever it is.  In the end, that's all you can do, right?

 I would have included a more intimate close-up of her, but I instead chose to avoid any copyright infringement by including this picture I took myself on Independence Day, July 4, 2009.  I like this picture the best anyway.  She's totally Genki (enthusiastic, lively, energetic) while playing this music from her heart, and half of her face could be any smiling face, and the other half is this insanely mysterious mega mind flowing out of her brain into and out of who knows where.

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Part Two:  Written a Year Later, on Blogspot

April 23, 2012:
I wrote the above Facebook note about my Japan situation and upcoming Hiromi concert about a year ago, on March 28, 2011.  On March 28, 2012, I had my final lesson with my Japanese students in Tokyo.  Perhaps I have some explaining to do.

I waited out the nuclear situation until mid-April, 2011, when I became very close to throwing away the idea and deciding to move to California and do who knows what.  That very same day the State Department significantly downgraded the threat to Tokyo and an English school/landlord I had been talking to e-mailed me saying he desperately needed teachers.  The call to adventure had resurfaced.  I left home on May 3, and spent 11 months living in the Tokyo area teaching English to students ranging in age from 3 to 60.  I wrote more than I ever have in my life, ate healthier than I ever have in my life and enjoyed working more than I ever have in my life.  You could say that my year in Japan was the most outwardly productive year of my life, not counting my year of adventure in 2010 as the same type of productive (honestly, I felt that was more productive, but I didn't really have the financial option to ramble around after that.  Japan was about perfecting positive habits in a more realistic day-to-day life when you're not constantly traveling.  Plus, questing makes you tired after a while).

I learned much about myself by deconstructing my past captured in pictures that I had taken all around the world.  I learned much about my own country and its Oriental opposite, and the strengths and drawbacks of each culture.  Simply by removing myself from my homeland once again, I found that I was benefiting my soul with the Zen Buddhist concept of non-attachment.  Having done that for a year, I can say that it's great to be back.

As an added bonus, I got to take in two Hiromi Uehara shows while in Tokyo, the second of which, the December 5 show at the Tokyo forum, may have been the best performance I've ever seen in my life (and if you know me, I've got a long list of musicians' that compete heavily for that title).

Better yet, when I returned to my home, New York, I saw my lucky #7 Hiromi show at B.B. King, and she signed autographs and posed for pictures afterward.

Now that I'm back from Japan I'm looking forward to living and working in America, my home, for the first time in 3 years.  I've either been traveling, working abroad or "transitioning" at my parents' beautiful farm in upstate New York since I left New York City three years ago this month.  Luckily, I've got some money saved from my time teaching in Japan, so I'm finally going to drive across the country with the best iPod playlist the universe has ever designed.  Hopefully I'll settle on the coast somewhere and find a job where I get to converse with, teach and learn from people again.

Once that's settled, the book begins!  I hope that turns out to be an even crazier fun-filled adventure, and that I have half as much fun expressing myself as Hiromi appears to be in that Independence Day picture.

As for you the reader, I hope that you wear a similar smile with whatever it is you choose to do now too.

The happiest I've ever been, although also incredibly tired after climbing up the Pyramid of the Sun and traveling by myself 9 out of 12 months in 2010, through eleven countries.  Go on a hero journey!  It is its own reward.

Written 12/1/10

"The 1st of December was covered with snow
And so was the turnpike from Stockbridge to Boston
Oh the Berkshires seemed dreamlike on account of that frostin'
With ten miles behind me
And ten thousand more to go"


One year ago today I bid farewell to my mother, older sister and future brother-in-law at the John F. Kennedy International Airport outside New York, New York and got on a plane bound for Delhi, India.  I didn't know exactly when I would return or where I would go in that time, but I knew I wasn't coming home for seven months.

A year later, I recall the first page of my new journal for that amazing adventure, which said something to the following effect:

"Just said good bye to my mother and sister for seven months.  The next time I see them, Emily will be getting married at our farm.  Who knows what I will know then?  Who I will know?  What I will have seen?  Who I will be?  The challenges, the triumphs, the doubts...the bliss?"

I set out on that journey because I felt it in my soul that Joseph Campbell's idea of the "hero journey" was the best way to "follow my bliss", and that "following my bliss" was the best way to live a good life and get the most out of the rare opportunity of existence.  On top of that, I could exercise the "Indiana Jones" in my soul that had been bubbling beneath the surface since I was a child in suburbia.

It is now December 1, 2010.  I am sitting at an internet cafe just outside of Zion National Park in southern Utah.  I have been on the road for 46 days, this time traveling across my own country.  I took 3.5 months off between journeys, living at home in upstate New York.  That means I have spent 256 days of the past year traveling on the road, going from one new place to another, mostly on my own, sometimes with friends, sometimes with pain, often with pleasure.

As usual, my current mind state is caught in a balancing act.  I am trying to figure out if I should hitchhike to Bryce Canyon today or tomorrow, and also trying not to think or get anxious about the future at all and simply enjoy the NOW, since I am in ZION, after all.  I'm leaning toward taking it easy today and simply meditating on the fact that one year after I officially decided to sing the song of the open road, I find myself in Zion, on the heels of a spectacular week in the Grand Canyon.  These two places were my main destinations for this journey, not counting the whole "the journey is the destination" philosophy.  I have been dreaming of coming here since I was in college.

I will eventually make my way up to San Francisco within the next two weeks and fly to Mexico to satisfy some lingering pyramid lust.  Even so, I feel like I made it.  I feel free.  Even though I have been living in a snow-surrounded tent ten nights in a row, haven't experienced a night above freezing in that time, just lost my beloved hei-tiki talisman from New Zealand in the Arizona sands and the park has closed down most major facilities so that I have to walk very long distances to do anything interesting or get basic amenities, I am very blissful.

In fact, I am experiencing higher levels of bliss than usual.  You see, I almost died two days ago.  Not almost as in "it was really so close I should be dead" or on the other end of the spectrum, "I almost die every day because the world is a dangerous place", but somewhere in the middle.  I tried to traverse Angel's Landing, the essential poster viewpoint of Zion, and one of the main reasons I was drawn here in the first place.  It's only a five mile round trip and a 1,000 foot ascent, but very strenuous.  Unfortunately, since I arrived the day before the shuttles stopped running for the year and there was a severe snowstorm the only day I could have made use of the free transport, I found myself walking an extra five miles just to get to the start of the trail head.  It was below-freezing all day, so none of the snow or ice had melted.  The beginning of the trail specifically noted that it wasn't recommended to go during the winter.  But I walked up anyway and passed countless hikers coming back the other way.  Most had decided the final stretch was too dangerous, but some had done it.  Apparently the last half mile involved holding onto chains and trying not to notice that there really isn't anything between you and a one thousand foot drop to your immediate right and/or left, depending on which part of the trail you were on.

When I finally got close to the chains, I passed a couple from Indiana who had just been to the top, and when I asked if the view was good, all the woman would say was, "Very difficult".  I started out on the chains, and immediately became aware of just how insane this undertaking was turning out to be.  There was a foot of snow, I didn't have crampons on my boots because I'd lost one while hitchhiking here from St. George, I had a very full satchel slung around my shoulder with any number of important things that could fall out, and my gloves were already icy and snow-covered, making gripping the chains a less-than-reassuring exercise.  I also had my bamboo walking stick with me, which I am totally in love with now and may just owe my life to.  On the other hand, it made holding onto the chains with both hands all the more difficult.  I think I made it about 0.25 miles when I saw a flat opening and thought I had reached the end.  After all, the view had gotten pretty stellar.  Then to my dismay I noticed that I wasn't finished at all, and that there was a huge ascent before me, lined with chains.  "You've GOT to be kidding me," I yelled aloud.  But I had already come this far...

So I started on the trail until I came to a narrow stretch about ten feet long and at most 3-4 feet wide, totally covered in snow...and no chains or railings of any kind.  Yet there were footprints leading on.  People had actually gone over this!  It was then that the voice in my head started saying, "Turn back."  But I couldn't let it go.  I had come this far.  And I couldn't cower.  So I crawled across the stretch and made it to the other side with chains.  Then I remembered that I was going to have to go back that way.  "Damn it," thought the voice in my head.  "I TOLD you to turn back."


But I continued just a little further until I came to a spot where there was only one way to place my feet, and one of the footholds crumbled away and turned about to be loose snow.  There was no room this time.  Only a sharp fall into the abyss.  I would have to swing with one hand and jump off with one foot if I was going to make it.  And then the voice in my head knew its time had come.

This is as far as I went



I don't care how this sounds, but this is exactly how I experienced it.  I really wanted to get to Angel's Landing, as part of my "poetic living" or what not, and say a prayer at the top or who knows, as some valuable step in my quest.  But as I sat in the snow contemplating the very real possibility of losing everything that I am and might ever be simply to get a good view that I had already seen on Google images, I was transported in my imagination to a cave in the Near East.  Maybe it was triggered by hearing that the previous couple was from "Indiana".  I was reaching for the holy grail, which was lying on a rock just above a dark abyss as the cave around me crumbled.  My father, Henry Jones Sr., was holding onto my one hand as I reached for the grail with the other.  Henry smiled at me and said, "Let it go."  But I kept reaching and said, "But I can...almost...get it...I'm so close!"  And then he said, "Let it go.  Let it go.  Let it go, Indiana."  And then I realized something very important about my life, my quest, my everything.  And I let it go.

I prayed to life, the universe and love, re-crossed the ten foot stretch with no chains, and then slowly returned to the safe pre-chain area, happy to be very alive, but still very shaken.  At first I felt like a failure.  I had just given up on possibly the best view of my life.  After all, that's the leading reason I go all of these places.  I let the Holy Grail, the view at Angel's Landing, slip away, just like that.  On top of that, plenty of people who didn't look that athletic had just done it anyway, but I had been too afraid.  Even worse, the idea of letting go of a view because you could see it on a computer was completely depressing, as I had encountered a German economist in the Himalaya almost a year before who had excused his lack of determination to hike closer for a good view of Mt. Everest by saying "you can see it on Google Earth".  It was exactly that type of "technology and vicarious living solves everything" attitude that I had been rebelling against with my unconventional living, and here I was using the same excuse not push on.  Then again, last time, death had not been such a pressing concern.

I guess there's a fine line between the risks of uncertainty and discomfort versus a high likelihood of death.  If you go to Egypt, chances are you will not be kidnapped by radicals.  If you attempt to traverse a narrow icy path one thousand feet in the air without proper equipment, there is a decent chance you will fall to your death.

But then I realized I had won the Holy Grail.  I had learned to let it go.  It wasn't important.  Nothing like that was important.  I didn't have to DO anything.  I didn't have to prove anything, to myself or anyone else.  I just had to BE what I AM, and nothing more.  And if I could enjoy the constant view atop the perch of my own eyes with their unique and beautiful angel's view of the universe on a daily basis, then I would truly possess the holy grail, the waters of eternal life, seeing them constantly flowing around me.

I realized I had won the treasure.  It was learning to let it go.  Before I left on my journey, I had read Moby Dick and feared that I was just another Captain Ahab, madly chasing his white whale until it dragged him to his doom.  But now I didn't care about the white whale.  Screw it.  Hell, if another white whale comes along, I'll do it for the adventure, for the thrill, for the fun of it, but I don't care if I catch it.  That's not important.

So one year after getting on a plane to India and fearing I wouldn't come back alive to tell my story, I sit in a place that someone thought beautiful enough to name Zion.  I look forward to two more weeks on the road in America, camping and hitchhiking, trusting strangers and shaking off the cold in my cozy sleeping bag.  Gazing at the brightest stars I've ever seen, enjoying the uncertainty of where I'm going and how I'll get there, and simply feeling free.  I will continue to take risks, to quest, to go on adventures, to do new unexpected things that involve the possibility of sacrifice.  But I also know that I don't have to, that I can let it go whenever I want, and that the only reason to do anything is to be blissful in the moment so that you realize the wondrous miracle of being alive.

There's a song that they sing when they take to the highway
A song that they sing when they take to the sea
A song that they sing for their home in the sky
Maybe you can believe it if it helps you to sleep
But singin' works just fine for me..."


Retro Facebook Note #1: America Journey

I've decided to consolidate my web writing onto my blog page, so I've included some old notes that I thought tied in with the traveling theme of this weblog:  This is from November 4, 2010, while I was traveling across America after traveling around Asia:

Hello,

I've been asked by a few friends to keep them updated on my 2 month journey across the states, so I figured I would write a quick note about what exactly it is I'm doing right now, and then later I will add one about the past three weeks since I left my parents' home in Cambridge, New York (near Albany).

Before I talk about the three weeks that brought me to Texas, I want to quickly explain myself to anyone who was reading my weblog about Asia or thought that I was still traveling the world and is now thinking, "What the hell are you doing in the southwest?  And where do you get all of this time to travel?  Or money?"

With respect to the Asia blog, I highly recommend my most recent effort about China, "Chung Fu and the Tiger Leaping Buddha".  You can read it at http://bengobengo33.blogspot.com.  After Asia I spent one week in Egypt, one week in Germany visiting my sister, and one week in Ireland checking out my Sullivan roots in Cork County.  I returned home for my sister's perfect wedding at the beginning of July and then spent three and a half months in the Northeast.  My base was my parents' home in Cambridge, NY, although I was fortunate enough to get out and about on side trips to Maine, New Hampshire, Vermont and New York City.  I spent my time at home writing extensively about my travels, climbing nearby mountains with friends and catching up with other friends, and doing several projects around the farm for my parents in an unbalanced effort to repay them for all of their support over the years.

Some time around the end of the first month I realized that I probably needed a new plan, since I couldn't put off my student loans forever.  And as much as I loved my home, I'd been off on my own on the other side of the world for too long to be residing there again for too long.  I figured my best plan was to actually attempt to teach English abroad this time, hopefully in Japan.  So I got certified in one of those minimal online courses so I at least know what I'm getting into, and it looks like a promising endeavor.

This brings me to America.  I'd met so many foreign travelers during my last adventure who had explored much more of my country than I had.  Ever since college I'd gotten it into my head to do a cross country road trip where I took in all the big national park sites like the Grand Canyon and Zion.  On top of that, camping out in the Sahara Desert in Egypt gave me a real thirst for an environment I had yet to experience, but I knew existed in abundance in one corner of my country.

So I hatched my latest plot: two months crossing America before coming home for Christmas and applying for teaching jobs in Japan, their hiring season being January-March.  I've pushed this lifestyle this far, I'm loving it (although a little physically tired from it), and I don't want to have any more wanderlust consuming my attention when I'm settled into a job again, no matter how adventurous or challenging teaching English in a foreign country will be.  There will always be the inclination to travel and explore, but at least this way I take care of the places most prominent in my mind: New Orleans, Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, southern Utah, Las Vegas, San Francisco, and the pyramids in Mexico.

So now I'm happily on the road again, a forty-pound backpack carrying all necessities: tent, sleeping bag, warm clothes for desert nights, and what I'm beginning to learn is a totally unnecessary item, the History of Western Philosophy by Bertrand Russell.  I'm about to mail some extraneous supplies home.  When you live like this, you begin to realize how few things you really need to get by.  On the other hand, you also learn to be grateful for the things you take for granted, like a bed to sleep in, or food.

As far as time and money are concerned, here are my explanations for those:  1.) I already owe $20K+ for a college education, so what's a little more debt on top of that for two months of a much more valuable education?  2.) I want to do it, and I can do it, and I'm probably only going to exist within the vast universe once and have no idea how much time I have left, so I'm doing it.  Lots of people want to do things and can't.  I want to do this and can, so I am.

Peace