Thursday, February 28, 2008
Learning to Live More
With the past weeks of soaking in some rays, I'm beginning to power up and remember all the lovely things I haven't done in awhile due to months of art show consumption and rain hibernation. My inner protestant is finally chilling out. Loosen up dude, give yourself some leash, go get some livin.
An solid first step in learning to live more is attending heart shaking cultural events with your best friends. that's what i, David, did with max goldberg, on tuesday night when we went arm in arm to the Great American Music Hall to be pummeled by Huun-Huur-Tu, the throat singers from Tuva (presented by Frank's new esteemed place of work, Aquarius Records). It was huge! If you're not familiar with throat singing, behold...
...i thought so. I felt like a baby in a stroller getting pushed over a long bumpy road causing deep stroller reverberations while my mom, dad, and grandparents all whistled to me at the same time. All of their songs were about horses and missing their girlfriends (which I can relate to), and they explained that they each have the spirit of 10 of their ancestors with them at all times so as they sing it is actually the resonance of many at once. whoa.
anyway, it was a real treat and I love them for singing to me. And I love max for being such a great friend, and taking me along to special shows when he gets free tickets for being 007freelance Guardian writer (he is a really great writer...check his blog to get read his delightful musings on film and his interviews with the likes of Bill Callahan, the Finches, and White Magic...it's all there...maybe if we're lucky he'll write his version of getting throat sung).
this is a photo I took of him nearly 3 years ago, just weeks after I moved to California and we moved in together...
people often say we look alike, sometimes people say we look like brothers, once a pizza delivery man asked if we were twins, and ONCE, at stinson beach, max walked to the beach while I was getting my surf board off the car, and then I walked to the beach in my wetsuit, with my surfboard, and this stoned dude freaked out as I walked up to him and said "WHOAAAAAA! didn't you JUST walk by me!?!?!?!" that was the best ever.
here is max and I when we played one of 3 shows together as "Brothers".....
this was a house show that we hosted, also not long after I moved here, just days after Daniella moved here. This was our first Bay Area Snowblink show, it was a brown bag potluck (pack yourself a complete brown bag lunch and swap it with a friend), daniella's wonderful idea, one of many and many and many......geez, nostalgia's abrew for me right now, celebrating the good days is a healthy part of learning to live more i guess.