Whether it's your pain or someone else's, it's all of use to a storyteller. Steal it, spin it, say it out loud. Your failures are your friends. Just write it all down.
Yep. That's Justin Vernon singing with The National. Could you ask for more? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vIY3duxQvIc
Oh me! Oh life! of the questions of these recurring,Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish,Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew’d,Of the poor results of… Continue reading O me! O life!
Some love is fire: some love is rust:But the fiercest, cleanest love is lust.And their lust was tremendous. It had the feelOf hammers clanging; and stone; and steel:And torches of the savage, roaring kindThat rip through iron, and strike men blind:Of long trains crashing through caverns underGrey trembling streets, like angry thunder:Of engines throbbing; and… Continue reading The Wild Party