CMJ 2009 ::: 6 days / 5 nights
Outtakes from Sans Soleil
Just singing about things I like. Ramblin’ on with Zeppelin and Tolkien. Through The Past, Darkly with the Stones in an octagonal record jacket. Through A Glass, Darkly with Ingmar Bergman. The song title leans toward the film Sans Soleil by Chris Marker, which itself references Stalker by Andrei Tarkovsky.
I like this bit of dialogue from Sans Soleil:
And when all the celebrations are over it remains only to pick up all the ornaments—all the accessories of the celebration—and by burning them, make a celebration.
I don’t know what the hell that is about, but it makes me think of celebrating the end of the year by burning an Xmas tree and decorations in the front yard. Dancing around it madly, chanting Sto lat! and eating the last of the candy cane cookies.
I was talking with a friend about good creepy songs for a Halloween party - One Way Or Another by Blondie was mentioned. She said it was about a stalker. Armed with this new and trivial knowledge, I scoured the web in search of other stalking songs. By chance, I stumbled upon Tarkovsky’s Stalker. The second half of our song visits The Zone as imagined by me before I saw the film.
I like this bit of dialogue from Sans Soleil:
And when all the celebrations are over it remains only to pick up all the ornaments—all the accessories of the celebration—and by burning them, make a celebration.
I don’t know what the hell that is about, but it makes me think of celebrating the end of the year by burning an Xmas tree and decorations in the front yard. Dancing around it madly, chanting Sto lat! and eating the last of the candy cane cookies.
I was talking with a friend about good creepy songs for a Halloween party - One Way Or Another by Blondie was mentioned. She said it was about a stalker. Armed with this new and trivial knowledge, I scoured the web in search of other stalking songs. By chance, I stumbled upon Tarkovsky’s Stalker. The second half of our song visits The Zone as imagined by me before I saw the film.
The Party.
Lo, we did celebrate the release of 'We Wish You Well On Your Way To Hell'. What fun!
Angela Duncan's set with pal Dan Demaggio was even more moving than anticipated. Epiphanic, revelatory, rapturous. O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!
White Hinterland was such a joy. This was the first I'd heard/seen them & I was so pleased to be playing with them. Not only was the music splendid & intricate but Casey & Shawn were both so nice & revealed to us their fantastic food blog & illustrative work, respectively.
Nonsense & non-sequiturs abound. Copious compliments & credit must be given to the WIZARD & SEXY VAMPIRES who made an already exquisite night even better than could have been imagined.
Consumed: antipasti kebabs, pesto-black-forest-ham deviled eggs, endive with blue cheese, grape & walnut, brownies, Cookie Momster cookies, Trader Joe's finest bottle of champagne.
White Hinterland. Courtesy Philip David Southern.
Computer Perfection. Courtesy Philip David Southern.
Angela Duncan. Courtesy Philip David Southern.
Angela Duncan's set with pal Dan Demaggio was even more moving than anticipated. Epiphanic, revelatory, rapturous. O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!
White Hinterland was such a joy. This was the first I'd heard/seen them & I was so pleased to be playing with them. Not only was the music splendid & intricate but Casey & Shawn were both so nice & revealed to us their fantastic food blog & illustrative work, respectively.
Nonsense & non-sequiturs abound. Copious compliments & credit must be given to the WIZARD & SEXY VAMPIRES who made an already exquisite night even better than could have been imagined.
Consumed: antipasti kebabs, pesto-black-forest-ham deviled eggs, endive with blue cheese, grape & walnut, brownies, Cookie Momster cookies, Trader Joe's finest bottle of champagne.
