Poor 'Possum · @poorpossum
141 followers · 361 posts · Server kolektiva.social

The lockdown broke me. And the reason it broke me was because I got to experience my perfect day. And I got to experience it repeatedly:

At the time I had maybe $9000. My rent was $750 a month. I was unemployed (though heavily paid the by not applying for unemployment). I had managed to secure some staples (especially flour. I've always been a baker, and when I saw the way the bread section looked at Market Basket I wandered over to the baking section and bought 20lbs of flour and figured I'd be able to keep myself fed and entertained for a bit.) So my emotional state was calm. We just needed to ride this thing out, I have food, I have money, there's nothing I can really do right now but chill the fuck out. And I did. I never do that.

I'd wake up in the morning and brew myself a pot of tea. As it steeped I'd fold up my bed and sit in the middle of the tatami my bed was on in my attic bedroom. I'd turn on my stereo I had scavenged and pick an album. I had just started exploring ambient music. This morning I pick Green by . I pour myself a cup of tea and bask in the sun streaming through my skylight. As I blow across the tea I watch the ongoing drama at the bird feeder I had installed to the window a few weeks ago after a bout of hyper-fixation on bird watching. Three mourning doves have become regulars, and they are the dumbest birds I've ever seen. They are much too big for this feeder, and they are too dumb to take turns, so all three of them try to perch and end up shoving each other off and begin a perpetually cascading fountain of feather, coos, and struggle as they keep unseating each other. A pair of nuthatches watch, frustrated from the large tree just outside my window. I finish the album and still have tea left. The temperature is mild so I climb out our front window onto the roof with a blanket and a book and sit. I don't read much and instead watch folks walking up and down the middle of the street, commenting on this odd new liberty in our ongoing apocalypse. I decide I want to be a little closer to these conversations so I walk down to the front porch and set up my hammock. I make myself a grilled cheese and another pot of tea and sit in the hammock while I continue to people watch. My street had never been this interesting before... or maybe I've just never had time to observe it. Eventually I decide I should maybe move or something so I get my bike out and go for a ride. There are no cars. Cycling has never been this enjoyable before. I bike smack down the middle of Elm Street, my hand's behind my head as I stretch in the sun and look around at the new, slow pace life has taken on. I pedal lazily through the streets of Somerville and up the minuteman until I get to the meadows and do a little bit of languid trail riding. When I find a quiet spot I set up my hammock again and just rock and listen. As the temperature drops I make my way home. I make myself dinner and split a beer with my roommate while I watch him play Skyrim and we banter. Eventually he turns in and I make a pot of herbal tea and sit on the roof wrapped in a blanket and watch the neighborhood around me settle down for the evening. I hear people coughing, and I shiver. It's time to head inside.

I recognize this was a scary, awful time for so many people, as it was that for me as well. I was lucky that no one in my circle had contracted it, and I was actively wrapped in anxiety or mourning over anyone I knew. That being said, I had never taken a vacation before in my life, and I think this was the closest I've ever been. There was nothing I could do in those days, nothing was expected of me, so I just... vibed. It was something I've never experienced before in my life, and I wish I could just have an hour like that each day. That shouldn't be too much to ask, but these days it's always just out of reach. I got to taste the good life, and slowly that's been taken away from me piece by piece as we "return to normal.

#ADHDtax #HiroshiYoshimura #weatherishappening #ClimateCrisis #IWW #antiwork #adhd #greencollargrunt #greenwashing #greenwash #latestagecapitalism #sisyphean

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0xBB :emacs: :biflag: :lisp: · @bond
145 followers · 255 posts · Server fosstodon.org

When I am feeling really stressed and hopeless, is always able to make me feel at least a little bit better. youtube.com/watch?v=0A4SvWyrE_

#HiroshiYoshimura #ambient #minimalist #kankyoongaku

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MDonaldson → · @qburns
204 followers · 239 posts · Server mas.to

❝ Characterized by a spare electronic palette and carefully arranged synthesizers, [kankyo ongaku]’s minimalism stood in contrast to the rampant consumerism of the time. As the fluorescent colors of arcade houses and anime films illuminated the country, [Hiroshi] Yoshimura rendered his work in earth tones. ❞ → bowdoinorient.com/2022/04/22/t

GREEN 🎧 → hiroshiyoshimura.bandcamp.com/

#minimalism #environmentalmusic #HiroshiYoshimura #kankyoongaku #japanesemusic #ambientmusic

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Ben :emacs: :manjaro: 🍵 · @bond
70 followers · 151 posts · Server fosstodon.org

@searcherEye lately for me it's been . His albums Green, Surround, and Wetlands always get me into the right frame of mind for computer work.

#HiroshiYoshimura

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Apollo Lemmon · @apollo
152 followers · 1149 posts · Server seizemeans.com

Green

Hiroshi Yoshimura's Green is a remarkable ambient album that originally was released in 1986 but reissued in 2020. Two versions are available, one with nature sounds and one without, and both offer a calming experience

apollolemmon.com/2022/07/21/gr

#HiroshiYoshimura #ambient

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