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Name: david
Country: United States
State: Arkansas
Metro: Little Rock
Birthday: 1/2/1981
Gender: Male
Interests: music, baseball, ultimate frisbee, reading, writing, pondering, theology, monkey bars, movies, listening to new music, composing music, recording music, playing concerts, staying up way too late, styrofoam peanuts, numbers, people
Expertise: losing
Occupation: Student
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AIM:  caedmondave
MSN: guitarage47@hotmail.com
Yahoo:  caedmondave
Member Since:
11/1/2003
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| and this is the line that is ringing in my ears:
27 years of nothing but failures and promises that I couldn’t keep
that’s from a ryan adams song, if you don’t know (”let it ride”). i’ve been waiting till i turned 27 so i could use it for another fun-filled blog post. pretty sad, i know, but if you know me at all, then you know that i am sad. i don’t want to write another depressive post about how i’m a failure and my life is worthless, but i’m struggling to come up with something more traditionally fitting to the occasion of my birth. maybe later. maybe never. | | |
| so i was hanging out with my friend heather last night, eating dinner
at her apartment, when i decided to take a bite of chicken that ended
up being a little bigger than manageable. as i was trying to swallow
this piece, i began having a little trouble with it, so i decided to
drink some water. well, the water wouldn’t go down because my throat
was clogged, so that, i think, triggered my gag reflex and i spit up
all the water. and that’s when i realized i couldn’t breathe. i also
decided at that moment that i might need the heimlich maneuver, so i
stood up and turned my back to heather (that sounds more
straightforward and undramatic than it actually was, because, well, i
was choking, but it was how i was thinking) so she could administer the
manuever. i guess until then she still wasn’t sure that i was choking,
so she asked me, rather frantically, are you choking? i nodded
emphatically yes, then wondered if i needed to do the whole
international sign for choking, but she understood, so i didn’t have
to. so she climbed up on a chair, because i’m about 15 inches taller
than her, and did the heimlich for what seemed like a minute or
something, but it still wouldn’t come out. then i realized i was still
holding my plate, at which point i just walked away from her and set it
down, cause i didn’t want to spill the food everywhere. then i came
back so she could keep going. i was really hoping to see a large bit of
food fly across the room, but instead it just sort of worked its way
down, i guess. felt like it took a few minutes, but i really don’t
know. it was pretty exhilirating experience, though. i think i freaked
her out more than i got freaked out. and she’s a nurse. but she saved
my life, so thank God for her and her nursing skills. and also thank
God for heimlich for his maneuver-designing skills. | | |
| a few weeks ago, i drove down to dallas to see ryan adams and the cardinals with michael, zach, caleb, daniel and scott. and also 1500 other people who i don’t really know.
michael and i arrived at the venue, which was on SMU’s campus, around 8:00. zach, caleb and daniel got there around the same time. scott didn’t arrive until 9:00 or so. read about his adventure on his blog. it was in a very nice old auditorium, and i think it was a pretty great venue for the show. taking our seats, we were pretty stoked about the upcoming madness. with no idea what exactly to expect, we were quite excited about the possibilities, while at the same time weary of adams’ reputation for having mid-show meltdowns. as we would soon experience, basically the entire crowd had the same thought and treaded softly between songs. and i think the band, and more importantly ryan adams, responded to the audience in a pretty positive way. and by positive, i mean playing one of the best shows i’ve ever experienced. the reason i have not written this post until now is because i didn’t feel like i could offer a truly accurate depiction of my experience. so this is basically just storytelling. in fact, if you so desire, you can listen to the concert streaming on archive.org. pretty good quality, too.
i guess what i can tell you is that i don’t remember the last concert i attended that absolutely screamed at me, “you have to do this…you have to make music!” that was the biggest thing i walked away with, a pressing need to produce the kind and quality of music i heard at SMU that night. i walked away feeling jealous, while at the same time awed, of the masterful work the band had done on stage. while some may be intimidated by an artist of that magnitude, it only makes me want to drop everything and work to get to that level. as michael declared, “emergency rehearsal!”
after the show we drove around hoping to find some beer. unfortunately, texas sucks and there is no beer sold after 12:00. so we journeyed a little more to find an open bar near my grandmother’s house, where we would be staying, and ate some dinner and drank some beer. on the way out, michael and i decided to do some tequila shots. so we went to the bar and stood there while the bartender was talking to a friend or something, with his back turned to us. no problem, i can wait a minute or two…until he turned, saw us, and then turned back around, making no motion to indicate he’d be with us in a moment. then he did the same thing a second time. that irked me, so i rattled an ashtray on the bar just a little bit, just to let him know i did, in fact, want to order something. he responded by walking over and calling us dics, and telling us that he was going to be a dic to us. i was like, look, i just want some tequila, do you think you can do that? so he gave us our stuff, but wouldn’t look at us while angrily counting out change on the counter. it was ridiculous, but i still gave him a dollar tip.
once at my grandmother’s house, which i love visiting and showing to new people, we stood outside, marvelling at what we had seen that night. he played a pretty intense set, which included favorites like “wonderwall,” “come pick me up,” “let it ride,” “o my sweet carolina,” “the sun also sets,” and a startling rendition of “i see monsters,” which almost sounded like a grateful dead song. we also had some great conversation about music in general, and i think politics or something, too, which was weird. all-in-all, it was such a fantastic experience. one day i hope to help create something just as amazing for someone else.
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| the breath on my neck is not hers
but i wish it was
i can't say her name
but still it lingers
and my mind wanders back
into traces of old feelings
where her face is faded
and nearly unfamiliar
ghosts of belonging
swirl like a mist
across the water | | |
| last night a girl tried convince i could pull off white jeans, because i look swedish. i nixed that idea.
i work in a call center for familylife, a ministry that focuses, obviously, on the family and marriage, etc. most of what i do is register people for conferences or place orders, and there are some questions. then there are the crazy people… i had an 83-year old australian woman call and talk to me for 30 minutes about how the communists are trying to take over america and we have to save america from the moral decline by teaching our young people right and wrong, which means we have to take sex education out of the schools, because that is basically pornography. then the abortion clinics do an abortion when they get pregnant, and make billions of dollars, which they use to fund the democratic party. and also, the democrats are communists, and so is the UN. the chinese have a special highway running from mexico to canada that they're using to plant people inside the US so that they can conquer it from the inside out, and then take over the world. by the way, they want to take us back to a society based on feudalism. hillary clinton is a political manipulator and a criminal, and if the democrats win the next election, christians could be experimented on for medical research. unfortunately, since young people are taught in schools to vote the "other way," the democrats might be in power soon. so i've been forewarned now, and i have to go out and tell all the young people. you should, too. | | |
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