I personal don’t own any Slipknot albums but every time they visit Ireland, I have to attend. They’re a fantastic spectacle and have savage tunes. When I was a teen, my friends gradually moved from Nirvana and Metallica to more nu-metal bands like Slipknot, Korn, and Deftones, whilst I moved backwards in time to Black Flag, The Clash and Talking Heads. This was influence given to me by my parents. My dad was a talented musician and mam worked in the arts in Dublin. They would get me albums from an early age and I would wear out those tapes on my Fisher Price tape player like there was no tomorrow. When we moved to Baldoyle, we didn’t have a TV for a long time so for evening entertainment it was dancing to REM, Rolling Stones, Talking Heads on record player. When we did get a TV we watched and taped loads of BBC music documentaries from the about music from the 60s-80s, we watched a lot of anarchic comedy and taped Spinal Tap to be rewatched a million times.
I’m not sure if I regret not getting into Slipknot at a young teenage angst age when it would have been ideal. I suppose just like my Dad not getting into Rammstein when the band were in their prime, now he is a fanatic and has even travelled to Spain to see them play. We’re both going to the gig up in Belfast on the 17th July. Should be great fun.
Here is a sample of Slipknot on the night in the 3Arena:
Now to the point, the concept of time and age. Ha! I’m not going through a mid life crisis but I did scare a lot of my friends by posting up a picture of myself with a double Mohawk and a dubious message on Instagram. I am going through personal mental health issues but the post was tapping into my dark humour and clown attitude to life. With the radically changing weather in Ireland this winter, my scalp got a bad case of psoriasis. I was advised to shave my head and moisturise it thoroughly until better. However, I took the opportunity to give myself a double Mohawk for the gig and surprise my mate Martin when attending.
He thought I was mad and too old for a hair cut like that, I felt fine with it, hence why I shaved it in the first place. The day after an awesome gig of moshing and going adrenaline mad, I started to think about age and generations. Then I thought about the animation industry and the ageless bubble it has containing folk in. I’m in my mid thirties and am a human child, that comprehends everything, but also makes a lot of decisions by my emotional gut feeling. This has been embedded in me since I can remember and I find a lot of animation folk are like that too. That’s why I love creating community and jobs and events for these creative folk. I think it originates from the cartoon content I’ve watched throughout the years as well as the content I’ve been associated with creating for years. I’ve never stopped watching cartoons or being a messer throughout my years. I’ve always felt that animations had more in-depth thought, satirical and truthful hidden messages to them than live action soaps, TV dramas and movies. Animation uses the ability to emphasis emotions and be a subtle as they want or as exaggerated as they want. It always heightened my experience of watching content.
They main difference I’ve found as I have got older was where to draw the line between teens, 20’s and 30’s stereotypes. Teens should absolutely explore as much as possible and why not, they’re still learning and they need to know if they put their hands in fire they will be burnt. Same with pre-teens but fingers crossed they’re still innocent enough. Sadly I didn’t learn my lessons until my late 20’s early 30’s as although I got in plenty of trouble, it was down to creative disobedience and I was praised for this winning awards for putting my technical and optimistic attitude forward. It was only in my early 30’s I started to respect my boundaries because I started putting the knowledge that I had collected through my teens and 20’s into action. In retrospect, I had experienced so much in my early 20’s I could have started there but I was adventurous and blindly moving forward into adventure that I couldn’t stopped myself. I lost a lot, but I also gained a lot. When you have undefined principles you are lost and don’t know what you are doing. Luck is not a thing, but I did luck out by accident. The more I did community work in my 30’s the more I understood how much I gambled life’s opportunities and had lost and won in my 20’s. I could have listened to these lessons a lot quicker, but at the time I was too into the emotional gain/win that I was feeding off of as I went along that made me successful. If anyone in their late 20s has the discipline to stop and reflect on your sensibility as well and meditate on going forward, you have the ability to go so far.
A big lesson for me was to talk to your friends or family to reflect on your experiences so that you can learn from them. Be open with folk that you trust and let them give you fresh eyes on your situations.