Six.

 Not much new has gone on this week, other than the fact I went to a frat party earlier in the week. Honestly I have to say, isn't really my cup of tea. The people were okay and I managed to have a pretty fun time but the guys were pretty disgusting. A lot of them were very misogynistic and I don't know I guess I'm just not use to being around that crowd but it was definitely a culture shock. I don't drink that much if any so I decided to not drink that night and just kind of vibe. I played a few games and networked with a couple of people there who were musicians. At the end of the night I ended heading back to my buddy's to hang out with him and his girlfriend for a few before I had to go home. All in all it was a pretty eventful night but I don't really think I'll ever be going back there anytime soon.

Five.

 Today I played a show for the first time in Chicago in months. God was it refreshing. When I arrived in Chicago I met all of my old college friends and/or roommates and we drank and had an amazing time before the show. We spoke about all sorts of things, old dumb college stories, what we've been up to recently, and of course music. Recently I found out that one of my friends, Nick, was recently offered a record deal by a label and that is huge. I can't even correctly portray over text how excited I am for his success. he makes Indie Rock music and has been making it since high school so as you can imagine he feels very happy that all of his work is finally paying off. Anyway, my show was at a venue in Boys Town right next to a fake Harold's Chicken (don't ask I have no idea either). The show ended up selling out and getting to see a massive crowd go crazy for the first time in months had me in tears of joy. I love and miss performing and I cannot wait to do it again.

Till next time,

-Finn

Four: Introduction

     Hi all, I'm sorry my first post was such a downer i guess I was just feeling, I don't know... existential? Well anyway, my name is Finn (Finnegan), I'm 21, and I grew up in Valparaiso, Indiana. Ever since I was fourteen I have been making music and working in audio. The first genre I ever made was house music which is essentially clubbing music. Then I moved onto low fidelity hip hop which is essentially just instrumental studying music. Now I've finally arrived on experimental electronic music which I have been making now for about four years (a total of seven years in music). I will sell instrumentals to people for them too write their lyrics over, generally I can produce just about any genre for them. Two years ago I moved to Chicago and paid for my rent through shows and selling music while I went to school for Live Audio Engineering for television. Covid destroyed my living situation up there and I had to return to Valparaiso in Spring of 2021. Now I am attending PNW to collect some business credits before I return to my old school next fall.

Three.

 Sitting here thinking of things to write I've figured I might as well share my daily life to everyone, not necessarily because it's anything incredibly interesting but because I feel like it adds a narrative to the story of myself. I mean that's what a blog is right? Regardless, my life seems kind of monotonous right now. It seems like the same seven or eight things every day. I wake up, eat, drive to school for an hour, arrive, attend classes for two hours, drive an hour home, work on music, and then work a ten hour shift until I go to bed. Rinse and repeat that every day minus school on Friday-Sunday, and you have my full life schedule. Since I live in Valparaiso all of my old friends are in Chicago, and any I make here also live an hour away so it makes meeting people impossible. So without out the ability to make college friends and being stranded from my old ones I'm left alone with my thoughts and working 10 hours a day 7 days a week. I'm tired constantly and I don't think I could get through half the day without an energy drink. I'm the manager at Plato's Closet, by the way, I just now realized I had forgotten to mention that.

            Hope everyone has a wonderful day,

            -Finn 

Documentary Reflection: Holy Hell

 1. Was there a specific scene that got to you ? Describe and explain how it moved you.

    The ending of the documentary really got to me. As much as I hate spoiling things I feel it necessary in order to dive in to a proper explanation. At the end end of the documentary the person who created the doc, as well as being a previous member of the cult, approached the cult leader (who molested him) and spoke to him. The smugness of this evil, evil man was disgusting. I had never seen such a vile man before in my life. The living embodiment of hypocrisy. It made me want to vomit.

2. What surprised you? Why do you think it caught you off guard?

    Well at first the cult started out as a prayer and worship group for found again Christians and it progressively worsened into this complete worshipping and idolization of one man who framed himself as a god amongst men. It was a complete left turn because the group seemed so harmless at first.

3. What questions remain after the viewing? What feelings stayed with you after the film? Did they “pop up” in your life in unexpected ways? When? How? What was that like?

    If I'm honest the film really left me with no questions, and no I'm not taking the easy way out of this question I'm being genuine. the film wrapped everything with a perfect bow of an ending. They went through every member, including the cult leader, and said what had happened with them and it really left you with no other questions because you already really knew what happened. I will say that the documentary put a huge distrust in religions inside of my brain for a bit.

4. Why might we avoid including research in our summaries? What could go wrong? 

    If we research anything on reviews or history of the film it might sway our final impression of the documentary and prevent us from giving a one hundred percent genuine review of the film without outside influence on opinion.