Sunday, August 23, 2009
The First of the Funeral
It starts like sunshine through your window on the nicest day of the year. A cool breeze of piano keys and guitar chords rustles your hair as you open your eyes to the lyrics. You get up and put on a 5 year old pair of jeans you your favorite t-shirt and walk down to the coffee shop. Then you walk back home, get into your Japanese-made car and drive. Where? You don't know. Do you care? No. Anything and everything will happen today. It's a day that religious peoples would call a revelation. It's a day where you might leave and never come back. "Neighborhood #1" by the Arcade Fire is this day every time I hear it. Funeral, the album it appears on, is a religious experience and this is the first hallelujah.
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I am remembering a time we went out for sushi and we were just sitting and dreaming and you said that you wanted to write for rolling stone. Here's my advice to you: Go. Write for Rolling Stone. How? you might ask...keep on doing what you're doing, but do it more, and more furiously. You have it. Now! Get out there and find the people who are buying it. Can't wait to see your slick words on those glossy pages.
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