Forwarding the idea that the bass guitar is more important than the six-string, followed by the drums. Making more of my oft-lauded "potential." Vocabulary. Good cats that will let you pick them up and hold them like a baby. The South, for purposes of liking and hating. Making beer. Taking pictures. Working on the house and around the yard. The color brown and clothes that are that color. Learning to cook more things. Looking through other people's trash. The names of Southern towns. Old LPs, old guitars, and old things in general. Traveling to new places. Muscadines and (good) muscadine wine. Things that hang on the edge of my memory. Hating to shave even though I cannot grow a beard. Gingerbread pancakes. Putting broken things back together. Places imbued with a sense of gravitas. Solitude.
Recently: Hoodoo Gurus, Squeeze, Band of Gyspys, Long Ryders, Cream
Lost in Translation, Roman Holiday, In the Mood for Love, Billy Madison, The Usual Suspects, Mystery Train, Ghost World, The Seventh Seal, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, The 400 Blows, The Squid and The Whale, The Big Lebowski, Akira Kurosawa's Dreams, Groundhog Day, Next of Kin; Paris, Texas.
Dr. Katz, Court TV, The Shield; some other crap, too.
James Agee, Larry Brown, Dave Eggers, Yasunari Kawabata, William Faulkner, Vladimir Nabokov, Salman Rushdie, Cormac McCarthy, David Sedaris, J.D. Salinger, Raymond Carver, Sally Mann. I also like Oford American magazine when it's not too fawn-y over the South. Harper's and the New Yorker are OK, too.