Into the Wild to Fight the Good Fight
March 11, 2008
I recently got finished watching “Into The Wild”, the 2007 Sean Penn movie about Chris Mccandless, a young adventurer who left his life behind to live it out as he saw fit, only to succumb to starvation over a period of 100+ days in the brush of Alaska. This finale was the pinnacle of a 2 year journey he spent traveling North America. More Details of him are here: http://www.terraincognitafilms.com/cw-sub/cw-index.htm
To say the movie version of his life made my own seem trite and completely void of all meaning would be an understatement, but that’s what Hollywood does, glorifies the mundane, superimposes heroism or nobility from, in this, case utter stupidity so it can provide an escape.
I’m not down playing “Alex Supertramps” (the name he chose to give himself) journey, some people need to, just DO that, some white bred, upper middle class, “I hate my MOMMY AND DADDY” types need to be completely selfrightous to the extent that they can’t see past their own idealism, spend 100+ days in the wilderness and die of starvation to prove a point. Its more than I think I would want to do to test myself. But then again I love my parents and they have provided me a near life time of experiences and support to be my own person. But I digress…
The process of going through any awakening or test or adventure seems to be the basis of life. Get lost to get found as it were, because as my father would say, “To do the same thing over and over again and expect a different result, is insanity.” and it would seem Mr. Mcandless knew that as well.
The more we sway ourselves to reach beyond boundaries we have set for good or bad or for awesome reasons is the essence of what builds character and defines you as YOU, all based on your collective experience. 
I do admire Chris’s Testicular Fortitude, albeit may have just been false admiration. The way ppl would admire Steve-O. But I take that mind set with me as I spin my wheels and do my best to maintain my sanity through the process of recording this album.
Because this is the begining of my journey. This is where I begin to test myself, lose sleep, grind teeth (which gives me the most bitching headaches in the morning), subvert my anguish with booze, nicotine, caffeine. And see how we end up on the other side.
I’m scared to death that the wheels are gonna fall off because I have invested so much of myself into believing I am supposed to be doing this. Whether it was a choice or I’m doing it out of some sort of expectation of who I think I am… I don’t know.
All I do know, is right now I want to do this, no matter the lost sleep, the worry, the mental jamboree of ups and down I put myself through looking back at me through my ears…I want this because I know I’ll be better for it when its done.
I wont starve out in the cold with my books and my ideals. I’m just gonna fight my ‘Good Fight’ and walk on out to the next “Wild”.
Yet To Be Decided
