Mule Chatter

Wish I was there. Great stuff. I've been meaning to get on here and check it out. Ah just a comment moving on.

yeah Chris. the kids running through the yards of the neighborhood...the shots of the kids in the street, with the camera set down at knee-level slightly angled up at them, and the dusk sun in the background, the volcanos, the ocean....it's a movie i watched once and i'll never forget it. it might be just the way it's filmed, the skills with the camera and the light.. so good. unforgettable.

http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/birdsbatteriesvid/birds-and-batterie...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=eH3giaIzONA

'Seven Tweets From the Rapture' is just right. Occupation: Dreamland is also fantastic. Loving this stuff. Thanks for sharing.

...and BBJ!!? Sounds unreal. I love bourbon. Where can I get this brew?

I agree with the Stones being, somewhat, caricatures of themselves, but I'd still pay to see Neil Young any day. What's better than playing music and making people happy? They can give to charity when they're not on tour.

great piece Señor Francois Matty, look into Neil Young ,ore - he does some pretty rad things with his money these days

but not until you put that shirt back on.

I loved this book. It held an impressive number of truly transcendent moments where Egan is able to artfully capture in writing human emotions, motivations, and subconscious decisions not often put into words, and even more seldom put into words as accurately and poignantly as she is able. It stands out as one of the best written books I have read in years with some of the most unforgettable moments. My wife called it the literary equivalent of the movie Crash, which I think pretty much nails it (well, unless you didn’t like Crash…). That said, I thought the end was disappointing. The book ends oddly and in my view is unsatisfying both in where it leaves the characters and in its lack of a worthy message. After vividly plumbing the depths of her characters psyches, Egan leave the reader feeling like they were unceremoniously dumped out of a car mid journey. It was as if Shawshank Redemption had ended after Andy gets out of solitary confinement. Sure, the scenes with the beers on the tarred rooftop and the opera over the prison PA system were majestic and the characters memorable, but the work is unfinished, and decidedly lacking in redemption. This was, of course inevitable, since the premise “time is a goon” is such a limp philosophical offering. We should have known we were heading nowhere satisfying. But if we had arrived at something more worthy, in my view it would have made a very good book great.

I watched it twice in 24 hours (I almost never watch movies more than once, even ones that I love). It could have been a really confusing film, but instead of trying to “figure it out” I committed to just watching it and allowing myself to feel whatever the imagery conjured up. A lot of it didn't read as a clear (ham-fisted) metaphor – which I think is why it was so powerful. It wasn’t like, “oh, when this happened it was a metaphor for this.” But I could certainly tell you what feelings were invoked by the scenes. What did the two dinosaurs or the volcano have to do with the three brothers? No idea, but I can tell you that they invoked a consistent set of emotions. The film made sense the way a Jayhawks song makes sense - you have no idea what they're talking about, but you know what they mean. You feel what you're supposed to feel. Which, in this case, was melancholy, inspired, nostalgic, hopeful, sad, graceful, blessed, etc.