Cruel T February 14, 2009
Posted by Anthony Closkey in Boxes.Tags: cruelty, family, Friends, love, pgha
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Happy Vanentine’s Day. I can think of no better soundtrack to this holiday than John Denver. I’m very much a fan of his attitude, his songwriting, and his voice.
Enjoy Perhaps Love, performed with Lene Siel
Yesterday I discovered the blog …back again. (Among the many mysteries of this blog is the elipsis-preceded and lowecase title.) I like what I see there, and you should check it out.
For the holiday, the author shared some thoughts on platonic relationships. She asks, “If you re-met your current friends today, would you make friends with them again?” I find this a bit of an absurd question. Are we choosing our friends? We choose to invest in “cultivating” our friendships, sure, but are we being asked if we wish we had not invested in some friends? I can only wish I’d invested more, in any friendship.
Even as I’ve tried to emulate John Denver in recent years, embracing all the world with empathy and patience, it is difficult to be a kind friend. I often see my grace toward people is inversely related to familiarity. Given an opportunity to intimate, I usually share my heart’s capacity for cruelty.
A parting tune for Valentine’s Day. Richard Ashcroft, A Song for the Lovers
You left your family on the platform, but your Momma’s a pretty thing. November 26, 2008
Posted by Anthony Closkey in Boxes.Tags: family, guitar heroes, Joey Santiago, Johnny Marr, Music, thanksgiving, The Pixies, The Smiths, Video
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Seeing Jennie’s posts at the top of our site gives me an itch to post. This is healthy, I think.
So that’s enough Bricks action and enough Hip Hop, for now. Time for the crunch and jangle. I deliver to you more “random” video.
It’s Thanksgiving and many people are visiting relatives. This comes with its share of groans over dealing with family. I live in my hometown, get along very well with my family, and will spend the day with them just as I do for most Steelers games. Really, all we do is add the bird, pineapple and marshmallows.
There were a few years when I was away for college and would have to travel for holidays. One return visit in college I dug through my older sisters’ vinyl records and found The Smiths.
If you don’t know The Smiths, they are a Manchester band from the 80’s; and you should crawl out of your cave. Lead singer Morrissey gets a lot of the attention, but for my money, Johnny Marr defines their greatness. (Johnny Marr’s website includes a cool gallery of his guitar collection.) You’ve probably heard Marr on the latest Modest Mouse album. He is one of my guitar heroes.
If you’re “suffering” your family, I’d like to offer a verse from The Smith’s “Rubber Ring”
The passing of time
And all of its crimes
Is making me sad again
The passing of time
And all of its sickening crimes
Is making me sad again
But dont forget the songs
That made you cry
And the songs that saved your life
Yes, you’re older now
And you’re a clever swine
But they were the only ones who ever stood by you
This is “London” put to footage from the movie “Billy Liar.“
In my head, I sometimes chew over whether my biggest guitar hero is Johnny Marr or Joey Santiago, of The Pixies. This performance of “Vamos” may finally put that to rest.
That’s how it is done, kids. Tell us who your guitar hero is.
Happy Thanksgiving,
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