Unknown (Bruce Snyder)
Finally, an mp3 version of Backyard from my friend Matt’s new album Seeds to be Planted, Trees to be Cut by The Parade Schedule.
| CLIENT: | No, I mean, I love it, but... |
| AD MAN: | But, what? |
| CLIENT: | It's just that, ah, the face. |
| AD MAN: | The Face? |
| CLIENT: | Yes. I mean, don't you think he looks a little too... |
| AD MAN: | Too what? |
| CLIENT: | Excited? |
| AD MAN: | Excited? What, you don't want people to be excited to use your product? |
| CLIENT: | No, I mean, yes, but... don't you think it's a little... |
| AD MAN: | No, I don't think. I did my thinking when I was doing your ads. |
| CLIENT: | Right. I mean, they're great. But... |
| AD MAN: | You should've stopped at great. |
| CLIENT: | What? |
| AD MAN: | You want to draw it? You want me to go back there and get you some pencils? |
| CLIENT: | That's not necessary. |
| AD MAN: | No, no it's not. Because I do what I do, not you. You do what you do, and although doing what you do is something I could do, doing what I do is more important than doing what you do. Do you... understand? |
| CLIENT: | I think so. |
| AD MAN: | (Lighting a cigarette) Do you believe in God, Mr. Client? |
| CLIENT: | What? Of course I do. |
| AD MAN: | Well let me tell you what I believe in. Me. That's right. I believe in me. And what I gave you, what my boys gave you... is a glimpse. A fleeting beautiful glimpse into the most sacred of all places... the soul of your customer. My boys back there, they're not artists. NO. They're fortune tellers. And oh yes, they have whispered your fortune. What they're showing you is the look of pure... unadulterated... euphoria. Bliss, Mr. Client. Bliss from using your product. I did that. Me. I made that possible. And I GAVE that to you. So before you go and question my work, just know that you're questioning something much greater than yourself. You are questioning me. |
| CLIENT: | I see. |
| AD MAN: | So... Mr. Client, what do you think of these? |
| CLIENT: | I love 'em. |
DANIEL BURNHAM, CHICAGO ARCHITECT. (1864-1912)
Listening to some great, old Tom Petty…could never get tired of his music.
Managed to cut my record collection down to four shelves…might take on the task of re-organizing over the holiday.
Up late helping my brother piece together his new computer. Luckily, I still remember how everything is assembled…but don’t miss working on them at all. If gaming wasn’t his only reason for having a computer, I could probably convince him to switch to a mac as well.
Great to see my old friend release his first album through the Kansas City label, The Record Machine. I would post an audio file if itunes would allow it…will once I get the physical copy.
Oh-so-great version of “Hard to Be” by David and Casey at an Indiana House Show. A very full sound for only two guys!
I’ve officially worn out my favorite pair of shoes…
I discovered this when I flipped my shoe upside-down and the insert fell out. After that pieces of paper/leather and a huge chunk of rusted metal fell to the floor. Luckily, I think I’m getting another pair for Christmas (the exact same pair, of course)…we’ll see how long those will last.
Just arrived in the mail…in time for Christmas.