Jay Farrar & Ben Gibbard, “One Fast Move Or I’m Gone”

This river of road,
It don’t flow like it used to.
But it’s more of a home
Than anywhere that I’ve ridden it to.

We used to dream together
But now I drink alone.
From the bottle to the tumbler
Is the only journey left I know.

And in my memory’s depths I retrace my steps.
I cannot find where I went wrong.
It was one fast move or I’m gone.

I found out at an early age I could make anything or plane
Disappear or cease to exist if I turned my back to it.
And that the interstates, they don’t connect
Where you are to what you’ve left.
And the ghost of our dreams haunt the roads in between.

Though nothing could compare to the love we share
It just didn’t have a place to belong.
It was one fast move or I’m gone.
One fast move or I’m gone.
One fast move or I’m gone.

Thanks to Dennis for getting this song to me a while ago. The lyrics are from Jack Kerouac’s “Big Sur”. This song’s title was also the name of a documentary about Kerouac, and this song was on its soundtrack. I knew there was a Ben Gibbard / Death Cab connection with Kerouac before (“Bixby Canyon Bridge” is about the author) but after looking into this song I learned Gibbard stayed in Big Sur while writing the album “Bixby” appears on, 2008’s “Narrow Stairs”.

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Well, poop.

Dear Meryl,

On behalf of NXT STAGE Conference Hollywood, we would like to thank you for submission “Paper Cuts” for consideration into the 2010 Conference. We recognize your hard work and dedication, but we regret to inform you that your piece was not selected for this year’s Festival.

It has been a privilege for us to review such a diverse collection of submissions. We thank you again for your participation in the process, which we know required your time and resources. Although your work was not selected this time, we remain interested in your future projects.

We wish you the very best on your future filmmaking endeavors.

Sincerely,

XXXXXXX
NXT STAGE

Infinite Jest and an infinite timeframe

I’m a month and a half into my quest to read “Infinite Jest” over the summer of 2010. Unfortunately, I am also only about 250 pages into it. It’s not that it isn’t interesting, it’s just that it is exhausting to read. There are words I’ve never heard of, phrases in other languages and footnotes that distract me and make my head hurt.

Still, among all of this, there are beautiful lines and quotes I want to share. Nuggets of truth and things I have always thought but could never put as plainly or honestly as David Foster Wallace. My list of these is always growing and I hope to share at least some of them soon.

This is one that seems to speak loudest to me during this semi-tumultuous time in my life:

“You will become way less concerned with what other people think of you when you realize how seldom they do.”

-“Infinite Jest,” pg. 203

Lots and lots of video

I am editing a couple videos for the Summit Workshop tonight as well as a video of Christina’s bridal shower from a couple weeks ago. The thing about video editing, which I love to do, is that if you don’t edit something right away, it kind of bogs you down when you finally get around to doing it. It catches up with you, weighs you down and when you think about how MUCH you have to edit you feel too overwhelmed to begin. And so, something you love becomes a chore. And that’s pretty much defeating the point. In other words, I am going to try to be better about editing stuff very shortly after I shoot it. I don’t want another “Beacon Alley” on my hands; I waited until all the footage was shot (about six hours) before editing a frame of it. What a nightmare.

On the other hand, with “Paper Cuts,” I pretty much edited as I went; the downside was, I was so excited to finish an episode that I’d almost immediately post it to YouTube. Then I’d watch it later and notice some editing flaws and wish I’d waited a day or two so I could go back with fresh eyes and get it right before sharing it.

That said, the other day I edited a better (and shorter) version of “Where Are Eileen, Liz and Meryl?” and sat on it for a couple days before uploading. Check it out if you get the chance.

I am also excited about a new writing project that has come my way; a friend at work wants to produce a short or web series with me, so we are working together on a political satire. It’s probably going to be about a campaign worker who moves to a small town to help elect a mayoral candidate only to discover the campaign office is in complete disarray and the candidate is an idiot. It should be fun. I want to write it and cast it by the end of July. We’ll see if that actually happens.

I have not been to my writer’s group since before I went on vacation. I really didn’t see myself keeping up with them after I moved but I still feel like a flake. Moving has changed my scene a little bit since I’m a lot farther from campus/Clintonville, but on the other hand I’ve got to spend so much time with my family. I’ve even gone to Caldwell twice this month and it looks like I’ll be going back for Saturday night. I had to make a list of my priorities recently and I knew some stuff had to go; the writer’s group seems to be a casualty of this decision, sadly. Maybe I’ll go back and visit one night.

A dime a dozen

A couple months ago I posted a quote from Liz Lemon about her ideal man. I recently wrote my own arbitrary list of qualities I hope to someday find existing in one person:

  • I want someone who won’t judge me for watching the entire second season of “The Office” in a one weekend. Again.
  • I want someone who will pick me up at the airport at 4 a.m. without complaining, coffee in hand.
  • I want someone who will take the trouble to save their leftovers from a restaurant because they think I might like them for lunch the next day.
  • I want someone who accepts my insecurities while genuinely laughing at my terrible jokes.
  • I want someone who hates doing laundry but loves some other chore I can’t stand the very thought of.
  • I want someone who disagrees with me but is civil in doing so and won’t just shrug off my opinion.
  • I want someone who didn’t think “The Royal Tenenbaums” was humorless and weird and who didn’t totally ‘get’ “Lost In Translation,” either.
  • I want someone who likes the quirky movies that I am fully aware are geared toward making money off of my quirky taste, and who readily accepts that business model as well.
  • I want someone who is as intelligent as I am but in different ways.
  • I want someone who likes going to baseball games in the summer but whose life doesn’t revolve around sports.
  • I want someone who will leave me alone once in a while so I can eat junk food while watching “The Biggest Loser” in peace.
  • I want someone who doesn’t want anyone else.
  • I want someone who makes me a better person.

Monkeys could successfully use iMovie

I just put together a slide show of my best photo work using iMovie. I had to do a few minor adjustments, like selecting which parts of some photos got panned, but for the most part all I had to do was drag and drop the pictures as a group and iMovie instantly created the slide show with transitions and the photo album theme. This is my first time using any of the themes featured in iMovie ’09.

“Bixby Canyon Bridge,” Death Cab

I descended a dusty gravel ridge
Beneath the Bixby Canyon Bridge
Until I eventually arrived
At the place where your soul had died

Barefoot in the shallow creek
I grabbed some stones from underneath
And waited for you to speak to me

And the silence, it became so very clear
That you had long ago disappeared
I cursed myself for being surprised
That this didn’t play like it did in my mind

All the way from San Francisco
As I chased the end of your road
Because I’ve still got miles to go

I want to know my fate if I keep up this way
It’s hard to want to stay awake

When everyone you meet they all seem to be asleep
And you wonder if you’re missing your dream
You can’t see your dream
You can’t see your dream
You just can’t see your dream

Then it started getting dark
And I trudged back to where the car was parked
No closer to any kind of truth
As I must assume was the case with you

Things I have learned in the past week

A list:

  • Closet organization and the consolidation of one’s material possessions is an art form.
  • Babies sometimes have nightmares. Isn’t that weird?
  • I live 7 miles further from work than I used to, but it really doesn’t take much longer to get there.
  • My sister-in-law is about ten times better than I am at the drums on Rock Band.
  • I don’t get much done when there’s two friends/family members and an adorable infant around.