Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Les Elephants Salvador Dalí






He awoke from a dream to find him self not where he laid his head that night. He sits up in the parking lot. He roll's his eyes and lays back again. He watch's as the sun rise's behind the Home Depot. Then dusting off His Favorite band Rush t shirt, he begins his two block walk home to are house.

The best thing about my brother is that he seemed not botherd by this every other Week routine.

The painting of Les Elephants by Salvador Dali reminds me allot about my brother.

Elephants are big, slow and fat. Wait I am not saying my brother is big, slow, and fat, He was when we where kids.

Salvodor Dali, paints place's that are with out limits, with out rules, with out kids that would mock my brother and his plumpness, that gave the Anxiety that cause him to sleep walk.

I got a call at 4 am last summer from my brother. He told me how for the first time in about 10 years he sleep walked. He was now stranded on a north side of Chicago beach. I had to take the Bus up to him to give him fair money.

I arrived on the beach to find my brother in his pajamas, and no shoes. In about a month from that moment his Wife will give birth to his son.

As we sat there watching the sun rise. I asked my brother how he got here?

He just said "I was taken here"

This painting takes us there too.

Monday, March 1, 2010

I wanna grow old with you

  1. The Brew and View at The Vic played The Wedding Singer.

    The story of the Wedding Singer is of two nice people who fall in love with each other. One of them is engaged to a jerk. So this keeps them from telling each other there true feelings. Keeping those feeling’s internalized until very the end, when they both of happened to be on the same plane.

    The Wedding Singer is good. The same reason old mix tapes made for your older sister by pre-teen boyfriends that had crush’s on her when she was in 7th grade are good. They are all cheese in the most charming sense.

    Speaking of mix tapes the sound track to this movie is just pure choice.
    That’s opinion is skewed though, because on the swing set of my hart sits a 1986 goth chick who’s Smith t- shirt and half smoked cigarette is illuminated by a distant street light at 3 am in the morning.

    Music even supply’s the movie with its resolution. The wedding singer lives up to his name and sings to his now reconnected lover, a song of on the spot earnestness.

    The song is called “I wanna grow old with you”
    You can watch the video to it here

    I was going to try to describe the lyrics , but I made this instead.



    The song is cute, all most to cute. It makes you feel like you had to much strawberry frozen yogurt and you throw up a little in your mouth, but the taste of strawberry frozen yogurt makes you want even more strawberry frozen yogurt for some crazy Cruisez’n* reason.
    *(Cruisez’n is defined as to follow in or to have the mind set of screen play actor Tom Cruise.)

    On the Internets Youtube there where several covers of the song but also some thing else.


    Youtube has videos of people singing the song from The Wedding Singer, “I wanna grow old with you” at there wedding reception to each other, with as much romantic sentimentality as Romeo and Juliet or Nick and Nora from the Thin Man film series.

    A play-list of the videos can be found here, you don’t really have to watch it, to get the point.

    There is so many fundamental flaws in this concept to me.

    Most of the videos are practically showing the same thing.

    The Best man introduces the newly formed husband, which he in turns picks up a guitar or microphone and begin’s to sing with less enthusiasm and preparation then a middle school morning announcement.




    The wife reacts as if her husband has just been turned into John Ham and his voice is Percy Sledge’s. (Jon Hamm, Is the star of the Hit show Mad Men and Percy Sledge sings the song When a Man Loves A Woman)

    Whats wrong with this picture?

    The reason the song worked at all in the film, is the wedding singer created the song using his specific talents and wrote it based on that instants personal rush of passion for his love interest. Instead of choosing one out of a wide variety of love songs that a wedding singer would know, he created some thing new. Once you take the momentary originality of the author away, you strip the song of most of its merit and romantic intent. Singing this song at your wedding, is like your father giving the MLK jr “I Have a Dream” speech to his front yard filled with lawn gnomes and pink flamingos.

    Where is today’s Post-Impressionist ear in a box or Tashmahal’s?

    Has Walmart, Disney movies, E! true Hollywood story’s of Grace Kelly, pop covers Edith Piaf of songs, Bridezilla’s, Hallmark Cards, and Honda Civics stripped us all are Romantic originality?

    The film Wedding Singer asked its generations to reflect there internal rainbow of emotions with there personalized original art.

    They seemed to have answered with black and white photo copies of there ass.