Incomplete thoughts on the Dripping Tap

Sometime in 2022 I sat at my parents' house on Dogwood Place in Lynchburg. Any time I was there I spent most of the time working because that's what I did when I was a kid. I studied, but not to pass courses or get scored appropriately.

My house now in 2025 contains so much of the material that had been assembled in the 43 years my parents lived there. They would move in March 2023, beginning an era of my life where I've been much more of a caretaker.

This is not that story.

I remember I was in the dining room in our house at the end of the cul-de-sac and I put King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard's Omnium Gatherum on Apple Music or whatever I used at the time.

The first track is called The Dripping Tap and is a 20 minute jam that captures everything I love about this band from Australia. At the time I first I heard this in 2022 I didn't really know any of their names.

I can't tell the whole story yet. Not the whole story of why I love this band and how they make me feel connected to my own life. They're doing the music I would have made if I had the right people who would have allowed me to explore my improvisational spirit without dismissing it coldly.

There is a reason I walk my own path and while I will do whatever I can to stay independent and true to myself. I'm not sure I can articulate it yet, because I think it shows up in my overall work. I don't feel a need to tell people I'm the best, or try to be tallest poppy.

I just want to be a person who lives a life and tries to encourage other people to live their lives. I want everyone to learn to write down their thoughts, their experiences, their feelings. I want people to realize their own story fits into so many other stories, and none of us can come close to being alone in a connected physical world.

In this December 1, 2025 re-listening I'm only halfway through the song. I suspect I'll not keep this long post up here and instead I'll just post it somewhere else. I don't want the world to know everything about me. I want to stay isolated to the extent I want to be left alone.

Why do I do this?

Why did I pick up a guitar in the first place?

Why did I imagine I knew how to sing?

Why did I think it was okay for me to be a reporter? Was I always someone who could think through corners?

What do I still have to learn to get to the next step?

Obsession is good for you