Re: crumbs!

Subject: Re: crumbs!
From: Louise Z. Brooks (invertedforest@angelfire.com)
Date: Thu Mar 09 2000 - 18:24:58 EST

Jeeeeeezusss! Tell us more !!! Surely you didn't at least leave some milk and cookies on his doorstep? A manuscript in his letterbox?

Seriously ... I once saw one of my favourite directors, in the flesh, standing not ten metres away from me, by himself, at a film festival, probably looking for someone just like me to chat to. I have never been so giggly-frozen-dumb as that moment. I knew I couldn't talk to him, no way. Who could talk to an abstract, a person who is more a part of your mind than a real entity? So I decided to meet him one day in a professional capacity. ;)

Maybe Patti Smith should have the final word here:

JUKEBOX CRUCIFIX
For Jim Morrison

I went to Paris to exorcise some demons, some kind of dread I harbored of moving forward. I went with this poetic conceit that we would meet in some melody hovering over his grave. But there was nothing. It was pouring rain and I sat there trying to conjure up some kind of grief of madness.

I sat there for a couple of hours. I was covered with mud and afraid to move. Then it was all over. It just didn't matter any more. Racing thru my skull were new plans new dreams new symphonies colours. I just wanted to get the hell out of there and go home and do my own work. To focus the floodlight on the rhythm within. I straighted my skirt and said goodbye to him.

I went to Rimbaud's grave afterwards, and stood there and felt totally cold. And then I just said `Fuck it. I'm going home and doing my own work. I'm not standing over the graves of these people.' 

---
Louise Z. Brooks
"Invention my dear friends is 93% perspiration, 6% electricity, 4% evaporation and 2% butterscotch ripple." - Willy Wonka

On Thu, 9 Mar 2000 12:00:37    Tim O'Connor wrote:
>On Thu, Mar 09, 2000 at 06:52:03AM +0000, Scottie Bowman wrote:
> 
>>     None of this was surprising.  What was surprising was to learn 
>>     that our leader - usually so sniffy about groupies trailing out 
>>     to Cornish - was himself on at least one occasion to be found
>>     there too (autograph book at the ready?)  It must have been
>>     in his younger days.
>
>Younger days, yes, but no possession of an autograph book.  (I wouldn't
>even know where to find one.)  I lived in New Hampshire for four years
>and spent quite a lot of time around Cornish, Windsor, Hanover, and
>other nearby towns.  I could never bring myself to climb That Hill and
>knock on the door.  Too intrusive for me, and after getting through the
>barbed wire and guard dogs and snipers, what does one say, anyway?
>(That is a question I've ALWAYS had, when people talk about meeting or
>trying to meet someone they admire.)
>
>Ah, yes, and the covered bridge there, another favorite spot.  I once
>stood there, entranced, watching beavers at work in the Connecticut
>River below.  (As a city boy, I had never seen such a hypnotic sight.
>I've never seen people put together so much as a plastic chair without
>bickering just a little bit about it.)
>
>--tim (who has also shamefacedly retraced Hemingway's haunts in 
>Paris, seeking what?  A hearty ghost, perhaps.)
>
>
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