I have never loved someone the way I love you
I have never seen a smile like yours
And if you grow up to be king or clown or pauper
I will say you are my favorite one in town
I have never held a hand so soft and sacred
When I hear your laugh I know heaven’s key
And when I grow to be a poppy in the graveyard
I will send you all my love upon the breeze
And if the breeze won’t blow your way, I will be the sun
And if the sun won’t shine your way, I will be the rain
And if the rain won’t wash away all your aches and pains
I will find some other way to tell you you’re okay.
"I am alone but not lonely because my life is rich with music. Music saved my life" AHS
Her optimisim, her dedication to music and her ability to be present are an inspiration. Music saves lives and helps our brains to stay flexible, adaptable and brings such a sense of wellbeing, especially for those fortunate enough to make music.
When I hear people complaining, sometimes I will send them a link or simply tell her story. We all have our own moments in hell, how we get through them and who we help along the way makes a difference at the time, and almost always in the future.
Without laughter there's little hope for insight and growth. Comedians at the height of their talents are ultimately functioning as uncomfortable truth-tellers, healers and philosophers. Actors, artists, writers and performers can also be healers and philosophers and in some cases they act as therapists that heal rooms full of people, even if its just for a few hours. Those two hours can be all a person needs to get perspective and be teased into a greater awareness of themselves and the human condition.
Then there's role of music which completes the work by bringing us together, music is the glue that enhances and provides its own complementary narrative. And that's another story...
This film got picked up by IFC releasing. Its one of the best made docs I've seen in a long time. The way he constructed the narrative was so true to his subject, his footage was all over the place and in the hands of a master director he made those images and stories really dance.
When we asked him how long it too him to make the film, director, Julien Temple, said 31 years without batting an eye or making a sigh. Its not a mash note to Joe Strummer, but it is a valentine as told by a good friend. Warts and all, what we see is Joe's heart. At the end, if we're lucky, its the love we leave behind that we're remembered for, that and the music, art and the catharsis left in our wake that gets made new by every teenager rifling through his parent's playlists and stumbling onto "London Calling."
Must see this in a theater if you can, Strummer is a heroic character who really deserves to be seen 60' tall.
The owner of CBGB, the godfather of the indie & punk scene lost his club last fall, and yesterday he lost his battle with lung cancer. He was a tough old bird and ran a hell of a club. Many a night spent there, jumping up and down, blowing off all that pent up prepubescent energy and loosing ourselves in the music. It was a free for all, and in that mayhem many people found their voice, their footing and their muse. Hilly Kristal, a well deserved rest. If heaven exists I'm sure the reunion will be raucous.https://www.nytimes.com/2007/08/29/arts/music/29cnd-kristal.html?ex=1346126400&en=2284fc3ea3394ae0&ei=5124&partner=permalink&exprod=permalink