Pike Place & Pine Street

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Love the texture and fading of the green paint. As the priority on this trip to Seattle was to see family & friends, I’ll be needing to head back up to do more shooting. It was nice just to walk around for a few hours on Saturday, thinking that I should buy some seafood until I remembered that half of my hosts are not fans of seafood. And then I realized that even the flowers are grown down the road from their house. So I wandered through the market, dodging tourists like me.

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Ready to have your mind blown? What if, instead of Morpheus and Neo being separate people, they are the same person? And what if that single person is actually us? That we live in a dreamworld until we take the right pill to expose us to reality? And what does that pill look like if all of the preceding is true? Purple?

Yeah. I thought so.

Boom.

I just showed Leta Mystery Men. In desperation, I bought a copy of it at a truck stop in Green River, Utah when we were on the road to Colorado. Leta didn’t pack any movies for the trip. The truck stop actually had a pretty good movie selection if your tastes skew toward suspense and gunplay. Which, hell yes, I am a fan, but The Way of the Gun and A History of Violence aren’t appropriate for a kid.

So Mystery Men. She made it about 20 minutes in on the road trip and then we finally finished it over the weekend after Marlo had gone to sleep. Leta chose to watch it, with no prodding whatsoever. I learned my lesson after trying to view Time Bandits with her. Too soon. I am patient. The work of Terry Gilliam will be shared eventually.

I had to do some explaining about the subtleties of sarcasm and irony and satire and inverted plot points and who Tom Waits really is. I’m dropping Bone Machine on her in a few days. I know I’m crazy, but after hearing no end of shit from my friends about my Rdio feed on Facebook, it’s time to up the ante.

I think she can handle this one, my favorite off the album:

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Affirmation: Open your eyes. Open them wide.

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  • apanda9

    I love Mystery Men! Oh and great affirmation!

  • Janey Macadam

    Was there two weeks ago. Gorgeous city and we were blessed with sunny skies.

  • americanrecluse

    Oh, man. I saw Time Bandits in the theater and was just blown away. I was maybe two years older than Leta. I watched it again somewhat recently and was pleased to note that 10 year old me was a darn good judge of film.

    • http://blurbomat.com/ blurb

      I saw it three times in the theater. First time with a girl that I had flirted in class with and she did not get the movie. First and last date with her. Then two other times with my best friends. Postmodern Wizard of Oz.

      • americanrecluse

        Oh yes.

        And Mark is likely correct about Tom Waits, but I was turned onto him through “Cold, Cold Ground,” which has, essentially, lists of concrete and/or recognizable things – an easier thing for a developing brain to grab and hold onto.

        There’s a ribbon in the willow
        And a tire swing rope
        And a briar patch of berries taking over the slope
        The cat’ll sleep in the mailbox
        And we’ll never go to town
        ‘Til we bury every dream
        In the cold cold ground

  • http://twitter.com/mppappas Mark Pappas

    I find Waits to be a very acquired, adult taste…if your tastes include rusty nail and broken glass shard sandwiches and bee sting venom juice. Hope your daughter enjoys it, but I’m gonna go ahead and guess that this might be something you have to wait for the pains of adulthood for her to truly enjoy. Great song though, says the sad old man. ;)

    • http://blurbomat.com/ blurb

      You may be right. But I want her to hear something from a different angle. I tried some Hendrix and then I realized I was doing the thing my dad did; grooving on a tune and then insisting that I come in and listen, regardless the time of day or what I was doing. He’d pull out Erroll Garner’s Concert by the Sea or some Brubeck and talk about song form, improvisation and musical brilliance. My dad wasn’t a musician, but I always suspected music was in his heart and he regretted not being able to play.

      I’ll keep you posted. And hey, chin up, buddy. :-)

      • http://twitter.com/mppappas Mark Pappas

        I nominate you for best dad ever. Did the Brubeck stick? Thanks for the kind words – Waits can be so sad and painful it actually makes you feel good.

        • cnico

          Or, as a friend once said, “the blues make me feel so good about feeling bad.”

  • http://twitter.com/MoJo_RN MoJo

    2:19- My favorite Tom Waits song.

  • Kaci

    Come on Up to the House and Chocolate Jesus are a couple of my favorites. Oldest two kids can take or leave him (anything past Closing Time doesn’t really register with their tastes), but youngest son loves him. In fact, Kommienezuspadt will settle him faster when he’s crying in the car than anything else. Like. Magic.