
Once in a while I get restless. In such cases, it's rather futile to resist the giddy feeling in my bones. I can try dancing it off. Or I can take out my bike, or simply jog around the block. But in the end, the only thing that really helps is facing the restlessness. There are two kinds of cure that will work most times. One, take a moleskin book and a pen and start drawing. Or I sit down in front of the keyboard and see what your core comes up with. Anything that is creating something is a good therapy for restlessness. The only second way is digging up things. Everything, from what you've got stored in the basement, literally, either in your mind or in real life. And when it comes to digging, the good old bookmarks folder -- grown over generations since 1994 -- is always a good starting point.
With digging I don't mean attempting to sort out thousands of outdated bookmarks. It's rather dipping your hands really deep into the mud, so after it, you've got dirt under your fingernails. It's because of the nature of the web, that under layers of layers of layers, of brittle and shells, dust and rust, you will find that one link that will show you a vein of a gold mine.
Then you'll find what you've been looking for, before you knew you'd been looking for it.
Katarakt is such a link. It's a french group of musicians I found under layers of layers, stashed in a list of updated links on Opsound.
When I listen to their music, the doors of conception open wide. It's this kind of music that can lift these doors out of their angles even. Not because it rocks, or because it's so elaborately done. But just because it's touching you inside.
Mind you, this music is for free and it is very expressive. That alone doesn't make it fit for the mainstream.
Resources:Katarakt Homepage(Check out the collection of three exceptional music pieces dealing with Arafats death)
A video clip example with an electronica track