Friday, June 09, 2006

School is out for Summer! Which is awesome, because that means no 5:30 AM phone calls "to come in for work today." It wasn't really as big of a deal as you might think, but I do prefer knowing when I am working, so that I can plan accordingly. The person who did the calling for KO was always always always super cool. And so was the person from WT.

Now... the trick is finding work for the summer, and then work for the fall in Boston. Summer work will be far easier, especially since I don't have to do distance searching or online searching. In the meantime, I'll be catching up on some necessary summer reading: THe Piano Player, The Crucible, Streetcar Named Desire, just to name a few plays, let alone books. Anyone seen Gem of the Ocean yet? I hope to catch that sometime soon...

Sunday, June 04, 2006

I want this post to go the way of the dodo bird, with all of the accompanying fanfare of birthday whistles and party favors. Ya know when you party on those days when you don't care what people are doing, as long as they have fun. So... I've heard from a few troubled birds that they need to see an update.

No, I won't promise that I'll write more often.

I've trashed the Canadians, and rightfully so if you 've seen a Hip show. the Hip play the Arts Festival here in rainy pgh june 16. Pray for few Canadians. No doubt,I know some cool Canucks, and yeah, those guys are awfully polite, but wait until you see some of them go CrAZy for Gordon Downie and the Hip . . . I dig Gordon Downie's solo work a lot. I mean I admire his craft and his mood and his goals and shortcomings and every inch of everyday humanity he dares to sink into a song lyric. "Don't tell me what the poets are saying." but when do people trash the place that Rufus Wainwright is playing? ... Right....

The concept is as foreign to me as imagining living life as the Elephant Man. I can think of no band that so stirs up a crowd, and given such lyrical content that's about peace and brotherhood... you may as well figure the thing out for yourself... Crazy Canucks. Go try and figure out 'what the girls call murder.' Puzzled? ask Liz Phair...

Sequitur Non gratis: I am moving to Boston. The situation seems obvious from all of the signs and indications that it's time to go. you've reached the circus finale, and time to try on the top hat in a different ring. Now it's time to find some work up there. I may need a kick here and there, to search out the sweet euphoria, and leave the lost days of yon ... What really matters is holding on to those people who make you shine. I know, I know, it sounds like so many lines from those leaden heroes who are tired of this and that... but they don't forget the other. I ask you to look on, to look all the way thru all of the flame, through the stone chords and the sad songs, and hold on to that which makes us shine: Love.