They Fit Together Like A Puzzle  
Thank you, all of you, for the poems, especially Shawn who brought the smackdown. I just wanted to make sure you were still out there, and it you are, and that makes me happy and grateful.

Just some oddments here. Going back to last Saturday, we had a very intense concert experience with Bright Eyes at the Hollywood Bowl. I have had sort of a casual horror/love relationship with their music, and that night really sealed the deal for me. It's still horror/love, but no longer casual. Oberst sings brazenly about things that I truly believe but am usually too terrified to admit to myself. I see him as some sort of golem fashioned of the soil from beautiful and poisoned heart of America. It was pretty interesting to see his brand of emo followers with their hair smooshed to one side and their jeans black and skinny against their ankles. One thing David and I learned from the last two Bowl experiences is, if you're actually there to hear the band, don't sit in the poor section in the back, because it's all for the drunken blabbers and sing-a-longers. So, as with most everything, I guess you have to pony up to have a more concentrated experience.

We seriously have been working hard on music. Stuff is really coming together. We finished and submitted the song for the musical, which I'll tell you more about soon. We're making real strides with the album. On Sunday I made our wall chart of everything that needs to get done. It's rather extensive but at least it is in organized and visual form. I am about to have a very neat announcement/opportunity/supplication that is Endless-related, so keep your eyes closely fixed on this space. Or other spaces. Either way, make sure your eyes are looking at something.

All of that momentum is going to be on pause for a small bit, as Chuck is coming to town tomorrow and will be staying with us through Sunday. I expect a lot of Wii playing and a lot of blabbing will occur. Yesterday was the Chuckster's birthday, did you know that?

The best part about this morning was waking up to find a podcast about two people I admire so much, discussing their craft and the hard hard work they've been doing on their upcoming film. Download and listen here. It's so great when deserving people get acknowledged for their brilliance. I'm sure this is just one of many to come.


I totally agree with you concerning Bright Eyes. I can't listen to him in the dark. If anyone else attempted his lyrics they would come across as forcing the issue a bit, but Oberst sings with such fluid honesty that I really can't help giving in. He's like a very crisp winter dusk in a lonely American town that is begging for transformation.

Plus, he's smokin' hot.

By Anonymous Shawn Jackson, at Tuesday, October 09, 2007 10:34:00 PM  

He really is.

By Blogger adriana, at Wednesday, October 10, 2007 9:44:00 AM  

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