From Monday's performance on The Late Show with David Letterman.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2DgeXDFL1Ac
A Dustland Fairytale by The Killers
From The Master by Colm Toibin, a part factual and fictional novel about the writer Henry James.
"What once was life, he thought, is always life and he knew that her image would preside in his intellect as a sort of measure and standard of brightness and repose."
There will be people throughout our lives who every other person is measured against, fairly or more accurately unfairly.
"He lived, at times, he felt, as if his life belonged to someone else, a story that had not yet been written, a character who had not been fully imagined."
I live more than at times like this.
It is the Victoria Day long weekend here in Canada. I am sure many plans will be ruined or altered by the usual rain. There is nothing like dreaming of summer weather in May but being awoke by the coldness of spring. Though this weekend it is more likely the rain rather than the cold which will be a problem. I have no plans other than having dinner with my grandparents tomorrow.
I have already been over there a couple of times this week, as my dad and I were working on their garden and putting up a new fence. I wouldn't say I am getting a green thumb but I am getting plenty of dirty under my nails trying.
I wrote the piece below yesterday, trying to recall what was a enjoyable Saturday night last weekend. I probably should have broken down the piece to make it look better but I just left the sentences long and rambling, abusing the comma.
On A Saturday Night In May
Outside the wind marched defiantly around like Napoleon's Grand Armee before Russia, Saturday night girls wore their summer dresses though May had barely begun maturing, A porcelain skinned fairytale princess sent text messages to her absent prince charming, The dark but very familiar basement Irish pub echoed with a cover song about Alabama, I longed for the sweetness of a piano being played and the fullness of a moon being seen, Instead birthday celebrations continued and blue eyes became golden after the head rush, Lights slowly illuminated like miniature versions of the morning sun still sleeping calmly, The crowd lingered while pondering their reality or the semblance they were left holding, We slowly made our way up the stairs like many others and reemerged out on Richmond, There was not a freight train to wait for and my friends began their search for night food, I laughed at the results of alcohol on people while walking a step or two behind as usual, The lines were chatty and long as not unexpected but were quickly abandoned for home, Walking down Pall Mall brought back many previous memories of other Saturday nights, Some of them were shared with the princess on one arm and the birthday girl on another, I felt peacefully needed like a necessary escort in a world lacking mannered gentleman, Goodnights always come too soon after you have enjoyed yourself rather unexpectedly, Happiness is not a good friend of mine and I should try harder to appease its visitations, There might be a place where my solitary sorrow could appreciate its many faced gifts, Dust has not rendered me irrelevant thus far and perhaps I have more memories to share, Creating them might just find a way to bring love where it always seemed rather vacant.
14/05/09
Counting Crows Clips
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SswG-1Q3fFM
Round Here (Letterman March 31, 1994)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t6-rwVPP0tY
Miami (Acoustic) (Absolute Radio May 2009)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kI7ruq40bLg
Mrs. Potter's Lullaby (Birmingham, England May 13, 2009)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6vK7D8kGuy8
Colorblind (Birmingham, England May 13, 2009)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rzw23fS2T1k
Come Around (Birmingham, England May 13, 2009)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-_e5jMP1rqM
Daylight Fading (Birmingham, England May 13, 2009)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ohgxN6dw11o
Washington Square (Manchester, England May 12, 2009)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gTq83-GLSg0
A Long December (Toronto, Canada August 19, 2008)
Enjoy your long or not weekend.
john.
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