The Tallest Man on Earth - "Troubles Will be Gone"

A lady in old dark clothes that hung big and soft on her body, with little points of light, little mirrors in her scarf, was handing this note out in the metro, printed on card stock with a picture of a silhouette with a question mark over the face:

My saviour is not God, nor his son, nor any unsensible thing. My saviour is alive, my saviour is here, and I can feel Him. He lives among us, and He will reveal Himself in due time, before the end of our lives, and we will know Him by the way He makes us feel. He will not reveal himself on television, nor in the news, nor in blogsphere [sic] social network or online publication. He will not make a TED lecture. He will step into our lives the way you see a patch of light and suddenly it's warm. He will save us from the edge because He will be strong enough to hold us if we care to catch His hand. He will not wait for us to recognize Him, we will only have a moment. Be ready. Please be aware and be ready. For He is coming, and He will not wait for long. [MySpace]

Dave Grusin - "Opening Night: By Surgery"
Dave Grusin - "On the Strip"

"What do you think for this one, Buck?"
"I want it to go up and down, like ba-da-ba-da-ba-DAAA."
"I want it to feel like glass, somehow."
"Yeah, I can see that, glass. But like wobbly glass, like up-and-down glass."
"Like a drunk midget--dwarf--elf?...Like a drunk little guy who's trying to walk, and you see him and you think, 'Good luck, buddy.'"
"Yes! 'Good luck, buddy,' that kind of feeling. Like getting spun all 'round in the wind of a passing car."
"Like paper?"
"No, not like paper. Like a leaf."
"Like a drunk little leaf."
"Yeah, up and down."

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