Townes. I don't know who in this world can write songs, living or dead, as he could. My faithful readers, of which there are few, I know. I am getting divorced. This man has gone through so much shit and kept on going until he really couldn't. He is the equivalent of a song sampled by a million hip hop boys. Tons copied him. He was an original, wrote about life in a way that nobody could really do as well. Simply unmistakable. Moreso, I hear him and he gives me this odd hope. Most of us are not TVZ and that is a blessing. On the other hand, if we were TVZ without the afflictions, we would be able to say whatever we wanted.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Townes Van Zandt
Townes. I don't know who in this world can write songs, living or dead, as he could. My faithful readers, of which there are few, I know. I am getting divorced. This man has gone through so much shit and kept on going until he really couldn't. He is the equivalent of a song sampled by a million hip hop boys. Tons copied him. He was an original, wrote about life in a way that nobody could really do as well. Simply unmistakable. Moreso, I hear him and he gives me this odd hope. Most of us are not TVZ and that is a blessing. On the other hand, if we were TVZ without the afflictions, we would be able to say whatever we wanted.
G Train Drama PartI
I have been having days where I made eye contact with a librarian-esque girl on the Greatest train in the world. It had been eye contact only until this week. On Thursday, she sat next to me. On Friday she sat across from me. I read Mussina articles very closely on both days and "forgot" to look her way. On Thursday the train was wide open. It would have been so easy to talk to her. Orange seats abound, many places to stand and look, she smelled nice. More to come on Monday, I hope......What should I do? 7:30-ish every day?
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