On the way to the gym on Friday morning I saw a rock laying in the road and, for the second time recently, had a strong impulse to pick it up and throw it at something.
I saw a Robin Ince show once during which he did a whole riff on the "imp of the perverse" – that impulse to do something mad, bad or dangerous which you (hopefully) just manage to hold yourself back from. I sometimes have the impulse, but fortunately have it in check and have scarcely ever had to speak to a policeman! So far…
The need to be slightly violent is strong for many these days I reckon. I felt bloody fantastic making the most hideous noise banging a pan last week (Gaza and all that). Did it for two hours, starting nervously and then absolutely revelling in it. How often can you make a hullaballoo like that? ps I wasn't on my own - that would've been more challenging.
I saw a Robin Ince show once during which he did a whole riff on the "imp of the perverse" – that impulse to do something mad, bad or dangerous which you (hopefully) just manage to hold yourself back from. I sometimes have the impulse, but fortunately have it in check and have scarcely ever had to speak to a policeman! So far…
The need to be slightly violent is strong for many these days I reckon. I felt bloody fantastic making the most hideous noise banging a pan last week (Gaza and all that). Did it for two hours, starting nervously and then absolutely revelling in it. How often can you make a hullaballoo like that? ps I wasn't on my own - that would've been more challenging.
Well done you (though would love to see you do it sola!) x