All Night Long

Me and Gordy went to check out the statue of Jimi Hendrix on Saturday.

Lionel and his bass

That was after getting our photo took at The Temple Bar.

Strike a pose

And yesterday I took a stroll for stroll’s sake – Stoneybatter, over the river to the Liberties and back through Christchurch and on to Capel Street.

Too scenic

Except for Christchurch, I’m the best tourist ever.

It doesn’t get subjectiver than this.

World’s greatest guitarist ever* (and ever can be*), Jimi Hendrix, once said there were only two types of music: good music or bad music.

We all know that opinion on everything, especially something like music, varies and we try to take into account the range and variety of other people’s tastes when recommending or criticising something, but ultimately, do we not feel in ourselves that (beyond personal associations like nostalgia) those things we consider ‘good’ or ‘best’ is actual (objective) fact, and that anyone who disagrees is either stupid or crazy?

I for one dismiss and disregard and proceed to snub anyone who even suggests that the description in my opening statement be even marginally other than *objective fact.