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“Something feels different about today…”

Lately, I’ve been losing myself. I lost my last two blog posts this morning to a server shift. And tonight, I lost a bag full of my stuff at a lounge downtown. Where do things go when they are lost and how do they find their way back? My bag returned via human decency and a late night phone call. The posts, mired in the sappy shit of the past, I can do without…

And myself?

When I backpacked the East Coast, I found inspiration with a series of songs and movies that guided me out of whatever metaphoric dark forest I was in. I overcame fear and found myself stronger than before. But the past few months were difficult… I commented once that, although I returned from holiday in January, I felt as if I didn’t really come back. I needed that inspiration again, to tackle something much more challenging, and I happened to find it…

People ask the question… what’s a RocknRolla?

And I tell ’em – it’s not about drums, drugs, and hospital drips. Oh, no. There’s more there than that, my friend. We all like a bit of the good life – some the money, some the drugs… others the sex game, the glamour, or the fame. But a RocknRolla, oh, he’s different…

Why?

Because a real RocknRolla wants the fucking lot.

I recently watched Guy Ritchie’s “RocknRolla,” and was pleasantly surprised. It offered twice the amount of slick badassery as one of my other favorite films, “Layer Cake,” only with a strong rock emphasis. The soundtrack, drenched in attitude and distorted guitars, reignited whatever it was inside me that needed a spark. And while I wouldn’t say the film will necessarily rock your world, it was enough to remind me that I always had a bit of RocknRolla hidden within.

What once was lost, now is found…

“Something feels different about today,” a friend commented in the afternoon…

I completely agree…

Today is the day I came back.