Music. ..Makin it. Listenin to it.
Writing. Reading.
Soccer.
Beer.
Vodka.
History.
Sunsets.
Art.
Staring out the window.
Riding my motorcycle.
United Nations.
Music
In no particular order: DeVotchKa, Sigur Ros, Paris Combo, einsturzende neubauten, Gogol Bordello, Funker Vogt, Dan the Automator, Telepopmusik, Depeche Mode, Weekend Players, Skindred, Air, PPK, Faithless, the Streets, Portishead, Great Big Sea, Modest Mouse, Korn, Groove Armada, Massive Attack, Lamb, Thievery Corporation, Dead Can Dance, Louis Armstrong, Dave Brubeck, Ella Fitzgerald, De La Soul, Enigma, Kraftwerk, Gorrilaz, Delfin, Liubeh, David Bowie, NIN, Pearl Jam, Fatboy Slim, Cirrus, Thelonius Monk, Amy Winehouse, FNM, any Mike Patton project, the list goes on... ..Check out one of my songs ..
Movies
American Beauty. The Man Who Fell to Earth. Burnt By the Sun. Shine. Everything Is Illuminated. Science of Sleep. Fight Club. Princess Bride. Donnie Darko. Doctor Zhivago. The Big Lebowski. Boondock Saints. Snatch. Lawrence of Arabia. Godfather. Scarface. Goodfellas. Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrels. Intolerable Cruelty. Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou. Brat. Brat Dva. Night Watch. Day Watch. Brotherhood of the Wolf. Lost Boys. Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. Adaptation. Bram Stoker's Dracula. Mary Shelley's Frankenstein. Shaun of the Dead. Singles. Station Agent. The Gods Must Be Crazy. The Pianist. All Is Quiet on the Western Front. Enemy at the Gates. Ghostdog. Human Nature.
Television
House, Coupling, Monk, Buffy: The Vampire Slayer, Keen Eddie, Rome, Dr. Who
Books
Authors: Neil Gaiman, Bill Bryson, St. Paul, St. Luke, St. Augustine, Friedrich Nietzsche, CS Lewis, Kurt Vonnegut Jr, Philip K. Dick, William Blake, T.S. Eliot, Edgar Allan Poe, Plato, Karl Marx, Virgil, Ovid, Catullus, Lev Tolstoi, Michael Porter, Will Rogers, Anne Rice, Fyodor Dostoevsky, Robert Graves, Charles Bukowski
Last read: The Master and Margarita by Bulgakov.
Currently reading: Banker to the Poor by Muhammad Yunnus and Orthodoxy by GK Chesterton
I like to walk the streets and get lost amid the people, listening to all the passing conversations and watching everyone. Sometimes I think life is beautiful and wonderful and vivid. Sometimes I think not so much. I spend most of my time making music, reading, writing, listening to music, watching movies and watching people speak languages I don't really understand. I feel like a deaf mute sometimes, but not all the time.
Most of the time I sit at the local tavern, studying languages, and at the local birjas, studying locals. I like the rain, unless I'm trying to dry my clothes.
I live in in they tiny country of Georgia now, working for the Peace Corps, making do with what I can. And eating lots of whatever fruit is in season. And drinking lots of wine.
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After the torchlight read on sweaty faces
After the frosty silence in the gardens
After the agony in stony places
The shouting and the crying
Prison and palace and reverberation
Of thunder and spring over distant mountains
He who was living is now dead
We who were living are now dying
With a little patience
-T.S. Eliot, "The Waste Land"
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Who I'd like to meet:
I wander the land of the dead,
searching for the living.
There are so many phantoms
of those who could have been,
but like smoke,
they drift away in the wind.