A trail of jellybeans, a licorice rope tow, a bubble tape conveyor belt, a melty fudge path. Past shady lanes, perfect row houses, machine-made ponds and parks. A bright sunny day, but a nice dry heat. One appointment and it's not til later after supper. Passenger riding the path, the belt, the trail, to a particular quiet pink house on corner Birch and lane Hearth. Round the streetlight and set the sun down like a puppy, so it can run off and be free, and slide slowly up the driveway into the garage. The door closes, and it's dark, strike a match, only to read that you're surrounded by fireworks. [buy single for 3$]
Cotton Jones - "I Am The Changer"
This year, I'll make a resolution to have more conversations with living people than with dead ones. I'll start bottling fresh air when I find it. I'll only have dreams about things less exciting than what I'm actually doing. I'll grow a secret beard. I'll hit up strangers for favours I wouldn't ask of my own family. "Hey, could you call this number and tell the person that answers that it's not going to work out? I'd appreciate it." I'll help make one situation a day better and one situation worse. I'll grow a secret foot taller. I'll redefine "New Age". I'll gradually begin to float. I'll master taxonomy so I can tell people exactly what they are to me. I'll behave disarmingly, in doing my part for world peace. I'll get sick thinking about getting sick. I'll learn to braise all my food, like, all of it. I'll do it all to the toe-tap of "I Am The Changer". I'm running out of time. [pre-order]
Posted by Dan at January 6, 2009 12:56 PMWeird, I totally thought this post was going to be about Prevenge... like, the Montreal band Prevenge.
Posted by Will at January 6, 2009 2:01 PMMy grandfather used to hand out bottles of "Maine Air" as if they were party favors. It was a nice thing to look at back in the city.
I have some free time this afternoon: what's the number to call and what should I say?
Posted by Jonathan at January 6, 2009 11:02 PMAwwhhhhh, the Iran tune. So good. I'm swaying, fellas. Great music and great writing as always.
How much do I want that bike..
Posted by Bethan at January 7, 2009 4:56 PM"set the sun down like a puppy..."....sigh....
good post dan, and not just because of the higher than expected iranian content...
Posted by maryam at January 7, 2009 7:11 PMdiggin cotton jones.
Posted by artvandeleigh at January 8, 2009 11:27 AMThe Changer: so good. Makes me feel like goodness.
Posted by Léa at January 20, 2009 2:48 PM