brady's leap was amazaing last night--kind of a pogues bend with a stronger dramatic sense. phil brady's ability to live inside the poetry is otherworldly--plus he blows harp. lots of fun and a late night--slept through my alarm this morning 3x--couldn't get out of bed to save my life. ergo, i am stuffing envelopes in the office right now. needed a little break from the labeling gig--it's cool though: a good tired.
i feel like everything is really falling into place for me right now--like everything that has happened has lead me to the next two years of my life. i honestly believe that by the time i finish my m.a. in creative writing, i will be moving in a direction that there's no turning back from--and that's a good thing. . . was listening to springsteen's live version of "growing up" and he talks about how his family wanted him to be either an author or a lawyer--in order to "get a little something for yourself," He pauses and then he says "what they didn't realize is that i wanted it all." I can relate. i want the whole shoot match out of life--and i will not compromise any aspect of aspiration. the crazy part about it is i feel so close, the chase continues but the pace has quickened. . .what a great time to be in the world. . . i am a lame bastard! who cares!
more later
today's soundtrack: nick drake-bryter layter; joss stone-soul sessions ep; ray lamontange-trouble; jimmy scott-holding back the years; tim hardin-reason to believe; bruce springsteen-live 75-85; rolling stones-exile on main street; uncle tupelo-no depression; jesse malin-fine art of destruction; snow patrol-final straw; paul westerberg-stereo/mono
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