The preservation of the mix tape, swimming in fountains, drunk dialing my sister, randomly falling a little bit in love, Keith Richards' constitution, never losing one's classics ...
platonic hand holders, good time whiskey drinkers, loud laughers...
i tend to look at music in the same way that i look at the film nashville, all this fucked up shit can happen and all it takes is a song to make everything alright.....
giant, beyond the valley of the dolls, eternal sunshine of a spotless mind, The royal tennebaums, my own private idaho, giant, crooklyn, clockers, annie hall, old jack lemmon films, harold and maude...actually all hal ashby films...
i used to think the revolution would not be televised...then 30 Rock came into my life...
i love charles bukowski. one of my favorite days ever i was reading hot water music in a pool in west hollywood drinking miller high life at 10 am. there were large tourists speaking german and it couldnt have been better.the heart is a lonely hunter made me weep openly in public. i guess that makes it a pretty fine read.griel marcus, dorothy parker, flannery oconner and all of those masochistic madmen like keroauc and corso...
jarvis cocker. and his tight pants. and also my sisters by birth and by cosmos, lauren and leslie