Don’t get me wrong. I love Eddie Vedder. I like his voice (faaar away from being perfect, especially in the past few years, but still deep and enchanting), I love his lyrics and even I love his rants (he’ll soon break Fidel’s 7-hour-of-non-stop-talking record).

But huh… An album less than 40 minutes?

“Into the wild” soundtrack is Ed’s first “official” solo effort and yes, music is different than Pearl Jam. It’s more earthy, more acoustic, more atmospheric… But that doesn’t hide that fact that there are only a few “real” songs on the album. Yes, I know it’s a soundtrack. Yes, I know that main purpose of these tracks is to add a bit of atmosphere to screen action. Yes, I KNOW they fit great into the film (I’ll trust other people one this one; movie itself gained many positive reviews btw).

But, once again, it’s not fair. It’s not fair to play a track, feel its atmosphere and then it’s over, just like that. After 58 second or something. Or one minute and 19 seconds. I guess it was done deliberately; music was created following exact movie scenes. Still, I need more than two minutes to be satisfied, you know.

On the other hand, I really like atmosphere of this album. My personal favourites are “No Ceiling” (… sure as I am breathing, sure as I’m sad), “Long nights”, “Guaranteed” and “The wolf” (yes, the wolf. I’m weird).

PS- According to some rumors, Ed shot a video (!!!!! 0_0 !!!!) for “Guaranteed”. We’ll see. (Just skip demonic kids in forests, worms and sculls and you’ll be fine).

I’ve been a flexitarian for several years now, but I didn’t know that there is an actual NAME for people who don’t like meat, who eat meat rarely and who can eat only specific meat (since everything else makes them sick). Okay, that’s me.

Of course, I never considered myself a vegetarian of any sort. How could I be a vegetarian? I mean, I do eat meat from time to time. In fact, I do believe that our metabolism requires meat, at least small quantity of it. There are strong evidence that meat diet was one of the things made us what we are (during evolution of hominides) and no other type of food can successfully substitute it.

However, I don’t like meat; most of the time, the very smell of it makes me sick and I do sympathize with all those animals who’re slaughtered so I could survive and be healthy. I refuze to wear leather clothes or any other material that requires killing of an animal. But, like I said, I’m not a vegetarian.

Which brings us to the subject of “flexitarianism”. Excuse me, but what the fuck is that? Yes, I know what it IS, but does everything has to have a name? Does everything needs to have a catchy name to sound more appealing to shallow fancy people? You know, you can’t just say: “Oh, I rarely eat meat”. You have to keep that mysterious look and say: “I’m a flexitarian” (make sure to stare at people when you say it).