i dont know how to process this.
this is so freaking amazing, guys.
everett true is my f*cking idol. i so wish i could be him.
if you dont know who he is, study up or dont talk to me. his nirvana biography changed my life. no joke.
the way he talks about music makes me wanna scream (in that really high on beauty and passion and life sort of way--listen to thom yorke or bjork or kurt cobain to hear examples)
and look at this
this is him talking about clyde. your heart breaks. (the other thing in my life that makes me want to scream--almost always in a good way ;)
cuz its true. your heart breaks breaks my heart. continually. listen. (then buy) you will see.
and everett sees it and hears it right. (sorry, clyde, if the cat metaphor is too much for you, it feels right on the nose to me...)
and the way i read it, he is being real. he can be totally an asshole, but there is always that realness behind it that is his sincere love of music and musicians and his respect for the art and his commitment to using everything he has to help it along. he breaks my heart too, i guess.
he (they) break(s) it open in ways that kc does with his voice. the way that makes an outpouring happen.
(hence this blog)
and hopefully more words and music from me really soon...