Sunday, July 01, 2007

Some lyrics, a couple three books, some music, and a movie

Two lyrics that are giving me chills lately. They make me close my eyes and do rock'n'roll fingers and mouth the words like I'm Celine Dion:

"Mexico City bred so many, but none quite like him. Sweet warrior, pure magic matador."
Sun Kil Moon from the song "Salvador Sanchez" from the album Ghost of the Great Highway
Great song. Makes you so pumped up.

"Weather and war, they're the curse of the poor. Now I don't go outside or watch the TV no more."
Brandon Butler from the song "Killer on the Road" from the album by the same name.
Good point, Brandon.

Reading: "The Indian Creek Cronicles" by Pete Fromm. Pretty good. John Jensen let me borrow it. Makes me wanna live in the woods and kill things with my bare hands and then make clothes out of the skin. I could do it. I feel like a kid reading this book. I lived in a secret world in my innermind all through childhood by reading "My Side of the Mountain" and "Hatchet" and all the Gary Paulson books. This book is finding its way to those same nerve connections in my brain.





Not Reading: I sort of quit reading this self-help book that was gonna help me kick my needle phobia called "Overcoming Medical Phobias" so that I wouldn't be distracted by IVs or injections when my beautiful and deserving wife gives birth. I would pump myself up, before reading it each time, by singing "Doin' it all for my baaaaaabay!" by Huey Lewis and The News (but in my head, not out loud). I even was keeping a journal. The thing is that the book expects me to watch a bunch of people getting shot up and then get shot up myself. It's kind of a contradiction that the author didn't think about- why would someone with a crippling phobia want to read about it? Here's hoping that the euphoria of new life trumps my deapest fear (I'm crossing my fingers right now, but you can't see it). I've not totally given up, but I'm not presently reading it. I know that the author intended the word Overcoming to be a verb, but in my case it's just more of an adjective.

Not Read Yet: I also bought "Bound for Glory", a Woody Guthrie biography, with a very nice Cody's gift certificate from a student. I hope to update you, faithful readership, very soon.

Listening to: A lot of Boys Life real loud in my headphones while fixing up the baby's room at 1:00 am. Man, Boys Life makes me really feel those days when we would have our backs to the audience and lean over the amp and play the guitar like it was a drum. Also listening to a lot of Euro Mix 4 (an annual tradition: I make a travel mix for Sissy) and it's fantastic!
Watching: Also, Babel's pretty crazy, isn't it?

2 comments:

Bora said...

Huey Lewis only works if you sing it out LOUD.

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