Run and see this incredible documentary. It’s Werner Herzog’s poem on the human condition. Sure, Timothy Treadwell was damaged goods, a narcissist, a reckless nut with delusions of grandeur, obsessed with the idea of his own death at the hands (paws) of a Grizzly (although I do not believe he was suicidal). But what makes his story compelling? Above all
…heard from two blocks away, at the NYC Firefighters Memorial, where a 9/11 ceremony was winding down. Bagpipes played “America the Beautiful.” I leapt out of bed, threw on clothes and ran out the door so I could stand among a throng of firefighters in uniform, milling about as the gathering broke up, firm handshakes, hugging, greeting one another as
I wrote this for my other site, Adlermusic.com, a couple of weeks ago. I reprint it here today, our fourth 9/11 milepost.___ A supportive and brilliant friend has challenged my recent political writings as follows: I’m struck by a reactionary strain in your choice of material…it’s as though you have self-consciously taken on the job of thought-policing the left…. I
A post from my homepage of September 5, ’05:Andrew Sullivan destroys Bush’s handling of Hurricane Katrina in the Sunday Times of London. And continues to do so on his blog.
While listening to “Work Song,” as sung by the late Oscar Brown, Jr. on his 1960 debut Sin & Soul, I found myself humming another tune I couldn’t pinpoint. Slowly, uncertainly, I figured out what it was: Jethro Tull’s “Locomotive Breath.” Check it out. There’s a similar melodic arc, I swear.