Monday, November 04, 2002 I meant to write a real journal entry today, but I forgot the part where I'm terminally lazy - and, yeah, that I have much work to do tonight. But Dad sent me a cool email with Deep Thoughts. And unless he minds (which he shouldn't, because this was Cool).... On Monday, November 4, 2002, at 07:37 PM, Liz Miller wrote: Pete Townsend on Kurt Cobain Thought you might enjoy this, Dad. Pete's a wise bloke. Thanks for passing it along; a nice piece. Townshend, of course, has never been one to understate his genius or his appropriate place in the universe to anybody within shouting distance, but he has certainly been there, and has the scars to show for it. An old story -- he was being interviewed about the deaths of Hendrix, Joplin, Morrison, et al. He interrupted the interviewer and said "Look, mate, they may have been your heroes. But they were my FRIENDS." So, yeah. Read the review, and the book, and then go watch "Requiem For A Dream". If you make it, it will certainly "get you in tune with the straight and narrow...." In any case, "Here we are now, entertain us." is certainly as good a line as "Hope I die before I get old." You have to be careful about these things -- they start off as throwaways, and then haunt you for the rest of your life. A coincidence (if indeed there are such things) -- I've been continuing to rip old LPs into MP3s, and in front of me is today's effort, the second album of a 22 year old, circa 1963, who seems to have something to say -- "The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan". The liner notes say: "Throughout everything he writes and sings, there is the surge of a young man looking into as many diverse scenes and people as he can find, and of a man looking into himself. 'The most important thing I know I learned from Woody Guthrie', says Dylan. 'I'm my own person. I'll never finish saying everything I feel, but I'll be doing my part to make some sense out of the way we're living, and not living, now. All I'm doing is saying what's on my mind the best way I know how. And whatever else you say about me, everything I do and sing and write comes out of ME.'" So, yeah. We got to keep Dylan, and Townshend, but Kurt slipped through our fingers. A pity. | permalink blog • archives • photos • about • contact This work is licensed under a Creative Commons License. All content © 2004.