| Current mood: | melancholy |
| Current music: | Elliott Smith- "King's Crossing" |
Superman is Dead
In one week, deaths in three:Janet Leigh, Rodney Dangerfield, and Christoper Reeve. The superstition seems to hold true pretty consistently. Christoper Reeve. Damn. I have always been turned off by the way the media has handled his accident and all that followed. Yet I myself can't help but revert to the same platitudes. He has taught the world something, sometimes just having the strength to live is enough to make you a hero. I don't know how he did it. And morose girl that I am, I think about stuff like that more often than I should. If that were to happen to me I think I would crumble. And for that, for his fight, I admire him.
To continue my death related post- an amazing journalist who is now my new best friend has obtained the new and yet to be released Elliott Smith CD and I now have the whole cd on my itunes and ipod. Wow. Nothing more freaky than reading about a dead person while listening to a dead person singing "I can't prepare more for death than I already have." I'd like to say that I have listened to his whole album and it is blah blah blah but I can't. I can't stop playing "King's Crossing" which is haunting. Even if it wasn't a dead man's song it would still be this good. The sound is a little different for Smith but not much. It is hopeful and melancholy all at once. It is raw and real. I love it. I write short sentences. I sleep now. RIP all.
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