A quick first listen review of Bright Eyes new CD Cassadaga
It's good. I like it.
Hey.. I said it would be quick.
Just a few people were involved in making it:
Conor Oberst – voice, guitar, piano, synthesizer
Mike Mogis – guitar, bass, pedal steel, voice, lap steel, mandolin, dobro, percussion, vibraphone, 12-string, baritone, ukulele, glockenspiel
Nate Walcott – organ, piano, string arrangement, electric piano, orchestral arrangement, woodwind arrangement
M. Ward – guitar, voice
Janet Weiss – drums
Clark Baechle – percussion
Stacy DuPree – voice
Sherri DuPree – voice
Z Berg – voice
Rachael Yamagata – voice
Hassan Lemtouni – voice
Suzie Katayama – conductor
Bill Meyers – conductor
Dan McCarthy – bass
Jason Boesel – drums, voice
Anton Patzner – violin
Maria Taylor – voice, drums
Andy LeMaster – voice
David Rawlings – guitar
Tim Luntzel – bass
Gillian Welch – voice
Ted Stevens – voice
Sean Foley – voice
John McIntire – percussion, electronics
Michael Zerang – percussion
Jonathan Crawford – percussion
Dan Bitney – percussion
Dan Fliegel – percussion
David Moyer – bass clarinet
Brian Walsh – clarinet, bass clarinet
Shane Aspegren – drums, percussion
Sarah Wass – flute
Myka Miller – oboe
Stefanie Drootin – bass
Jake Bellows – voice
..thats one big band
p.s. Glockenspiel ... haha
You were right, freedom is not just a dream, it's there, beyond those fences that we build all by ourselves.
Anyone tired of stories yet? No? Good! From the movie Instinct, a particularly good scene..
Dr, Ethan Powell: I was wrong about you, juha.
Dr. Theo Caulder: Explain that.
Ethan: Tell them to open this door. You're not the one, juha.
Theo: I'm not the one?
Ethan: No.
Theo: I'm not the one who cut your medication? I'm not the one to say you're competent for a hearing, a chance to get out of here? I'm the one, Ethan.
Ethan: Are you?
Theo: I'm the one.
Ethan: The one in control, huh?
Theo: Yes.
(Ethan violently grabs Theo by his jacket and throws him to his back on the table. They wrestle, Theo struggling)
Ethan: WHO'S IN CONTROL?
(They continue to wrestle, but Theo is clearly overpowered. Ethan gets behind Theo, trapping his arms, putting duct tape over Theo's mouth. His arms are around Theo's neck; he could easily break it. He speaks right into his ear.
Ethan: So who's in control, huh? Are you? Am I? The guards outside? The warden in his office? Yeah? Who's in control?
(picks up the cassette recorder) Testing, testing, testing, 1, 2, 3, 4. Dr. Ethan Powell interviewing Dr. Theo Caulder. Now, this will be a very simple test, pass or fail, life or death. Now you write on this paper what I have taken from you. What have you lost? (violently) Write it! WRITE IT! (Theo starts to write 'control,' Ethan tears the paper away) WRONG! You never had control, you only thought you had it! An illusion, tabibu juhu! And what do you control - for sure, huh? The volume on your stereo? The air conditioning in your car? What else? WHAT ELSE? ... Alright. Another chance. You were nervous. Too much presure. Try again. What have you lost? What did I take? Write it. Write it!
(Theo starts to write 'my freedom,' again Ethan tears the paper away)
You're a fool, juha! Ha! Did you think you were free? Where were you going at 2:00 today? Into the gym, right? In the morning, your wake up call. In the middle of the night, when you wake up sweating with your heart pounding. What is it that has you all tied up, juha? Is it ambition? Yeah... You're no mystery to me, boy.
(whispering) I used to be you.
Okay. One last chance. You think I won't do it? Ha. What's one psychiatrist less to the world. I'm already deep in the pit. So what else can they do to me? Last try. Get it right. What have you lost? What did I take from you? Write it.
(Theo is crying. He writes 'my illusions.')
Yeah. Congratulations. (he releases Theo, kissing him on the cheek, taking off the duct tape) You're a student, after all. And you're lost nothing but your illusions... and a little bit of skin.(Theo glares. Ethan winks.)
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... on the other hand maybe she meant that she hated me and was planning to tell God that whatever he does.. don't let that redheaded guy who worked at Trillium in.
People should really compliment people more
I got a good one tonight from a lady as she was leaving: "If I die before you, i'll tell God about you" Haha. Thanks lady.
In other news..
Kind of interesting.. some guy was in the news for impersonating a cop.. he ended up at one point coming to Trillium.. thats my security office in the video with one of our guards in it..
http://www.citynews.ca/news/news_9298.aspxGood news though.. due in part to our top-notch security work, looks like they managed to find out where he is and have arrested him.. which is good seeing as he apparently had a real gun on him..
http://www.citynews.ca/news/news_9336.aspxIn other news.. I have an interview for becoming a full time charge officer at the hospital on Tuesday.. so we'll see how that goes.. I think i'm up against 3 or 4 other people.
In other news.. I just took a shift for next friday night, so i'm now working every day this week except for tuesday.. so like 72 hours in 7 days.. :P.. then i'll go right home on saturday morning for Easter.
In other news.. I'm predicting the leafs playoff hopes will rest on the final game of the season against the Habs, with the leafs needing a victory.
In other news.. the use of the phrase 'In other news' has gone up exponentially in the last few minutes.. researchers fear the worst.
Thats all! Thank God it's Monday! Am I right! Ya.. i'm right.
Story time again courtesy of Conor Oberst from the book Mitchell Is Moving
"So long everything!" he shouted
Then he ran next door to Margot's house
"I'm moving," he said
"Where?" asked Margot
"Two weeks away," he said
"Mitchell, where is that?" asked Margot
"It's everywhere I will be after I walk for two weeks," said Mitchell, "I have lived in the same place for a long time, it is time for me to go someplace else"
"No," said Margot, "You have only lived next door for fifty years"
"Sixty," said Mitchell
"Fifty, sixty. What's the difference?" said Margot, "I want you to stay next door forever"
"I can't," said Mitchell, " I do not want to go wake up in the same old bed and eat breakfast in the same old kitchen. Every room in my house is the same old room, because I have lived there too long"
