a friend correctly noted that anytime i’m behind the wheel (i’ve been doing a lot of this lately) the only bands that you’ll hear in the car are (in no particular order, but definitely exclusively and on constant rotation)
buke and gass
yes sir. that’s really all i listen to right there. perhaps it is time to add more to the rotation, eh?
a well done character study
directed by James P. Gannon
NEW YORK — Jim Cochran hates his job, he wishes he could just shoot clay pigeons all day. [8 minutes]
Official Selection SXSW, Maryland, Florida, Connecticut, Athens International, on and on…
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AUSTIN -> DC -> BROOKLYN -> NEW HAVEN, CT -> THE BOONIES OF MAINE -> OLD SAYBROOK, CT -> BROOKLYN -> AUSTIN -> BLOOMINGTON, IN -> MARTHA’S VINEYARD? -> AUSTIN
sadly the majority of this is for work…
see you never.
It is possible that things will not get better
than they are now, or have been known to be.
It is possible that we are past the middle now.
It is possible that we have crossed the great water
without knowing it, and stand now on the other side.
Yes: I think that we have crossed it. Now
we are being given tickets, and they are not
tickets to the show we had been thinking of,
but to a different show, clearly inferior.
Check again: it is our own name on the envelope.
The tickets are to that other show.
It is possible that we will walk out of the darkened hall
without waiting for the last act: people do.
Some people do. But it is probable
that we will stay seated in our narrow seats
all through the tedious dénouement
to the unsurprising end – riveted, as it were;
spellbound by our own imperfect lives
because they are lives,
and because they are ours.