It would have to be Jack Kerouac’s Book of Sketches I’ve never had such an enjoyment casually flipping around.
OCT 31 1952 has to be my favorite. It isn’t online; I looked for it, but you’ll read it when you pick it up! Because now you simply must! I needed it once I read Kerouac, and had decided I’d write my big research paper junior year on him. Well, that was after my teachers gave me a big NO on J.D. Salinger for some odd reason. I believe it was just a personal preference of both of theirs that they just wanted to read about Kerouac. This made it much more difficult knowing they had both been in love with On The Road.
I am going to do something in this note that in the future I will try to restrain myself from doing all too much. That is, I’m going to put lyric of a song in here. It’s just a lovely song, by The Shins. Those To Come by The Shins is something far too lovely to keep pent up in my mind. It’s been an incessant play on my playlist for the past two years.
Eyeless in the morning sun you were
pale and mild,
a modern girl.
Taken with thought still proned to care
making tea in your underwear.
You went out in the yard to find
something to eat and clear your mind
and something bad inside me went away.
Those to come by The shins
The rest of the lyric is here.
I feel that the whole feeling of the song just goes lovely. It’s seductive to me. The song’s lyric captures me, and won’t let go. It’s somewhere I’d like to be, and that is something I’m impressed by, I mean, I’m hardly ever drawn in this way to things. I mean people, places, or feelings are never really things I like to be pulled to too hard, but this song has me, and I’ll allow it. Not that I’d have any control, the feeling I get from this song is bigger than me.
Michael
