I'm pleased as sherbet punch he's coming to speak at Kingsbury Hall (and would love it if he were to sit behind that desk), just my initial hesitancy was because it will fall on a Sunday and during a time when I should be at church. Of course there is no shortage of sacrament meetings in Davis County so that's no problem; I've just been burned before by trying to mix the secular in with the sacred on the Sabbath. Got a minute? Sit a spell and I'll yarn you a quick tale.
I love Built to Spill and have lost track of how many times I've seen them play. Boy, can that Doug Martsch play that guitar and always put on a whompin' good show. However, Built to Spill came to Salt Lake not many years back and played a show on a Sunday. Jon and I decided to go, much against my better judgment formed from years of Sunday school and Family Home Evening lessons on the Sabbath. Serves us right, but the show was terrible. Really terrible. I've never seen such a boring show with such lackluster songs and this was the amazing Built to Spill! God taught us a great lesson that night: even rock is no match for religion. I had to remember this just last Sunday when I really wanted to go see The Ponys play with Chin Up Chin Up. I'm sure it was a terrible show and they didn't play any of my favorite songs.Things will be different with Ira, though, I can feel it. He's all about the ups and downs of humanity, not the rockin' riffs. An episode of "This American Life" is mixed with the unbelievably funny moments, such as this one from one of my very favorite episodes Fiasco!, and the incredibly heart-tugging ones. So consider this a fireside of sorts, minus the store-bought cookies and awkward post-mingling, and hey, you should come too if you like. You won't even need to wear a tie or floor-length skirt.
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Dude, thanks for the pardon. Bummer that the movie was disappointing. We still want to definitely hang out before we have a baby and move. You and your sis ought to come over for some dinner and a good wes anderson soon. Like this Friday maybe. If you want.
Once, a one-man-band played Rock Of Ages in a Sacrament meeting, I was a missionary, I had investigators there. He played the piano, whilst playing a harmonica that wavered in front of his mouth (it was attached to some metal contraption that was attached to his chest), then he also sang...with his eyes closed, and at one point I think he hit a drum?
It was memorable, so as long as you aren't missing a performance like that, I say go for it!!
A drum? I'm stunned. Did he have a hat to throw money into as well?
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