The Trial kills me, but this kills me more.
When I saw him last year with Adam and Gonzo (li(f)e was kind of our house album when it came out), his father had just passed away. It was the first show he’d played since he went home for the funeral, and as the set went on, he got continuously more emotional, even genuinely breaking down at one point before doing a spoken word piece. His music is inherently personal, every song decidedly gut-wrenching even if only in anger; this is not pretty music. He is not a beautiful person and he knows it but when he is on stage he is magnetic. And by the time he closed his set with this song, jumping off-stage and moving through the crowd, hugging people and letting them comfort him, it was impossible to not have been moved. I wish more music made me feel like this- I mean, plenty of music makes me feel like this, but then I see it performed live without any emotion imbued into the performance, it’s impossible to feel the same. But Paul never lets me down.
I just saw that picture of Janet that Mason posted, and it reminded me how much I wanted to watch this video/listen to this song the other day, and so I did and now you should too, since it’s fucking great.
I don’t know why John Darnielle makes me so amped*, but I am ready to go work in the studio.
*I do, actually- it’s ‘cause he’s the fuckin’ bee’s knees, man. As a human being and as a musician.
It’s one of those kinda nights.
My perpetual New Years anthem (and all other days of the year).
When I direct my first film, regardless of what it is about, this will be the music of the opening sequence. Incidentally, being around my brothers this week has only exponentially fueled my desire to make movies. So, who wants to brainstorm and help me get down some ideas for a script?
It’s so fucking hot outside, you guys.
Sometimes you just gotta stand on the counter at work and pretend you’re Akon, shooting fireworks out your dick.
