BLC WITH “STEPHANIE” FROM “SIDEWAYS”…

ONE OF THE PERKS OF LAST WEEKEND WAS THE FACT THAT I GOT TO SPEAK TO SANDRA OH AND TELL HER HOW MUCH I HAD ADMIRED “SIDEWAYS”…REALLY, HONESTLY, IN MY “FILM BUFF OPINION” ONE OF THE BEST AMERICAN MOVIES EVER MADE. I WAS ABLE TO TELL HER FACE TO FACE HOW I’VE ACTUALLY WATCHED IT ABOUT 8 OR 9 TIMES. I DON’T DO THAT A LOT WITH FILMS. NOT MANY FILMS ARE MAGICAL OR CAPTIVATING ENOUGH TO MAKE YOU WANT TO VIEW THEM OVER AND OVER, THE WAY ONE MIGHT LISTEN REPEATEDLY TO THE WHITE BEATLES ALBUM OR THE SOFT PARADE OR ANY MUSIC ALBUM BY ANY ARTIST FROM ANY ERA…I WAS ABLE TO QUOTE A COUPLE OF HER LINES TO HER AND IT MADE HER LAUGH. AND IT FELT AS THOUGH SHE WAS EQUALLY GLAD TO MEET AND TALK TO ME…I GUESS SINCE SHE GREW UP IN ONTARIO AND SHE’S ONLY FORTY, I’VE SORT OF “BEEN ON THE RADIO HER WHOLE LIFE”… JUST WANTED TO SHOW YOU ANOTHER FLEETING MOMENT FROM A PRETTY BUZZED-OUT WEEK…
THANKS AGAIN TO ALL FOR OUTPOURINGS REGARDING TOAST.
(Post Script) I was just smirking to myself that I’m going to enjoy very much getting back into Blue Moon around Halloween time and start to do final mixes on “Live At Massey Hall”…as Lorne often says, yes you can fix everything these days with computers…many new albums now are so perfect they’re not so human anymore…what the computers can’t do yet is create “vibe”…the emotion and energy in that room that night was palpable, not only to me, i think, but to most of the crowd…
nice evening…nice weekend…

PATIENCE PERCHANCE (a re-posting)

THE EVENING HAD SURLY BEGINNINGS IT SEEMED
WHEN A WHISPER WAS TRADED FOR SHOUT
AND THE CHARM OF THE WINE HAD A LIFE OF ITS OWN
AS A SCOUNDREL AT ONCE WAS LET OUT…
IN A BITTERER TONE THAN HAD YET BEEN ACHIEVED
CAME A RAMPANT SUCCESSION OF LIES
AND THE LOGIC BAROMETER BOBBED WITH UNEASE
NEITHER PLACING FOR WICKED OR WISE…
AS DISARMING THE HARBINGER, STRIPPING THE SUIT
THAT HAD WEATHERED THE BEST OF THE STORMS
CAME A PURPOSE SO DARK THAT IT STOOD IN THE LIGHT
TO COMMUTE THROUGH ITS VARIOUS FORMS
CANNOT FIGHT WHAT IS LESSER IF LESSER IS PUSHED
TO THE BORDER OF WHAT WILL FALL DOWN
FOR A MOMENT OF LEARNING IS SO FAR BEYOND
THAT OF ACRE, OR TITLE, OR CROWN…
IN A DREAM OF THE FUTURE THE RABBIT WAS KING
HE WAS GENTLE, AND NOBLE, AND MUTE
AND HIS SUBJECTS WOULD PROSPER AND SMILE WHEN THEY SLEPT
NEVER HAUNTED OR STALKED BY DISPUTE…
IN A DREAM OF THE DARK SIDE THE MAMBA WAS GOD
THE SAVANNA WAS CASE TO HIS THRONE
AND HE TOOK WHAT HE WANTED AND DID WHAT HE PLEASED
BUT HE ENDED UP SAD, AND ALONE…
IN A BLIGHT OR A BLINDNESS BROUGHT ON BY THE STARS
AND OUR CLOSENESS TO GOOD SISTER MOON…
WE INCLINE TO REMEMBER WHAT BRINGS US OUR JOY
AND TO PAIN WE ATTEMPT TO ATTUNE
BUT IF BOLDER AND NEWER IS BIGGER AND BETTER
THEN WHERE STANDS THE JOURNEYMAN’S FATE…
IN A BREATH FOR THE GALAXY, SPIT FOR THE SPEED
WE CONCEIVE… AND WE THINK…AND WE WAIT…

9/6/11