I met you in the past but I forgot to ask your name.
I kept you in my dreams but it only seems to feed the flame.
One More - Medicine
This guitar sound does something crazy to me.
1. This song is my best antidote for the frantic mind and swollen heart.
2. This video reminds me that every life is a magnificent event of in the fibers of time and space. We are cosmic light! Some of us glow, keep you warm, keep the path lit. Some of us gloriously explode, burn you, and die before your eyes.
A little insight into my perspective, mainly when going to acting class and traveling on the muni trains late at night.
Through all the synth of Lost Sounds it is still somehow very human. More genius points for Jay Reatard.
Note to creepy dudes on the trains: Approach at your own risk during these times.
Secondary note: Muni sucks big time.
Today someone asked me how I would describe falling in love… this was my immediate response:
It’s like finding a precious lion cub. You care for it and nurse it to full growth knowing that it will either stay to guard his territory, chase something else and never return, or turn on you and destroy you. You do it anyways.
Feeling my weeping heart and a black lace mind again… Pretty sure my mother was an angel. I love you, Mom.
Video: Alexander McQueen 2006 hologram
Sacheen Littlefeather on behalf of Marlon Brando Oscar award of 1973. RESPECT!
Sweetness can start to bite if left to ferment.
Jay Reatard… so much to say about him. How about word associations instead: visceral, brutal, honest, sex, sweet, hard, kinetic, real, generous, violent, romantic.
Jay’s music above all was truthful. For me, it is a catalyst for the pain and frustration I feel in this disaster of a society and the brutality of natural life.
Rarely does an artist come out and give you the blood-and-tear soaked truth of our current life situation. Instead the lifestyle industries try to numb our brains and collect our hard earned money with the boring idiots they have trained and put in our faces.
Jay Reatard respected us and himself enough to give us something real, an honest reflection of modern life experience. This is a great gift. Knowing that I was not alone in the disappointment and anger I feel toward our culture gave me the ability to recognize it, see past the bull-shit and celebrate the good people and things in my life.
I am forever heart-broken that he is no longer here to clear the smoke with his flying V.
Here is a good montage of his solo project. Thank you, Jay.
Oh, the brutality of love.
