Chapter 25
Monday, June 05, 2006
  Playlists for the Mark of the Beast and quarter-life crisis
On Monday nights at Ren we open the church/armory to musicians and invite them to play a set free of charge. It's a pretty cool service we're fortunate enough to provide, and though audience sizes come and go (usually with the bands/musicians they're nodding or headbanging along to) I think just that it keeps going is a testament in itself. Tonight's featured music were pretty hard; the last two acts were a high school (?) Foo-Fighters-ish sounding group, and the last one were on their way to audition for the Warped Tour. (Note: I didn't know that was even still going). Anyways they were both pretty loud, and while the last group at least had some personality (they both had talent) it was still a little out of my league for me in my old age.
I went over to Becky, who works behind the counter at the coffee bar for Westside Arts, and made the comment that since supposedly the world is going to be going to hell and a handbasket in the morning (6-6-06...like you haven't seen a million commercials for The Omen by now) I should go home and listen to some of my favorite music, because I'd sure hate for the guys and gals I heard tonight to be the last music my earthly ears ever heard! She tne posed the question: What would be the three bands/musicians you could pick to listen to before it all comes to an end? Her answers were Allison Krauss and Union Station, then the Black Eyed Peas (just to remind her to be having a little fun in the last moments) and then ending up with the beautiful soprano Sara Brightman. I brought up Willie, my immediate gut reaction, followed by Foo Fighters and then perhaps ending up with a little Paul Simon. She totally agreed with the Paul Simon and ammended her list to include him as well. It's the end of the world, who's gonna tell if she had 3 or 4 on her list?

A little while later we wound up talking about quarter life crisis, as she's about to turn 24 in a few weeks and feels as if hers is on it's way. Of course I was fortunate/unfortunate to already experience mine, back in the summer of 2002. I was 20 years old and...well it's not important. Just glad it's come and gone. But man was that a tough time.

So maybe this will be the last entry, maybe no one will read it; maybe come 6:06 tomorrow morning we'll all be...dust in the wind. Dude.

Now Dust in the Wind, that's definately not a song I would like to hear right before I died.

Willie Nelson--The Maker/Goin' Home
George Gershwin--Rhapsody in Blue
Johnny Cash--That Lucky Old Sun (Just Rolls Aournd Heaven All Day)/You'll Never Walk Alone
Foo Fighters--New Way Home/Burn Away
Townes Van Zandt--Katie Bell/Snowin' On Raton
Lyle Lovett and His Large Band--Dr. T's Theme
Vince Guaraldi Trio--Christmastime Is Here (instrumental version)
Roy Orbison--It's Over
Paul Simon--Under African Skies/Once Upon a Time There Was an Ocean/St. Judy's Comet/Senorita With a Necklace of Tears/The Teacher

so there you go. good...night.
 
Comments:
6:39 pac time. I'm still alive.
P.S. There you go, I did you as Spiderman (sic).
 
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