NMT 13
All aboard the Downer Express edition.
In the film I'm Not There, the 2 1/2 hour, six Bob Dylan movie there is a scene during the Richard Gere section where during a funeral the band plays this song. The singer has his face covered in white kabuki makeup, which is a reference to the 1975 Rolling Thunder review tour in which Dylan took the stage with that on. Anyway, I remember watching it and thinking how beautifully sad it was. Didn't realize it was setting the tone for the rest of the evening. Still doesn't take away from the beauty of the performance.
The singer is played by Jim James who is the singer for My Morning Jacket. I couldn't find a clip from the movie, but this is a video of them playing it somewhere. I don't know much about them or where they're from and honestly I didn't feel like looking it up.
My Morning Jacket - Goin' to Acapulco
Crazy what you could've had...
Wait and you'll see...
In the film I'm Not There, the 2 1/2 hour, six Bob Dylan movie there is a scene during the Richard Gere section where during a funeral the band plays this song. The singer has his face covered in white kabuki makeup, which is a reference to the 1975 Rolling Thunder review tour in which Dylan took the stage with that on. Anyway, I remember watching it and thinking how beautifully sad it was. Didn't realize it was setting the tone for the rest of the evening. Still doesn't take away from the beauty of the performance.
The singer is played by Jim James who is the singer for My Morning Jacket. I couldn't find a clip from the movie, but this is a video of them playing it somewhere. I don't know much about them or where they're from and honestly I didn't feel like looking it up.
My Morning Jacket - Goin' to Acapulco
Crazy what you could've had...
Wait and you'll see...
posted by Richard at 12:52 PM
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My dear, dear friend. No more pity party!
Growning up, when you fell off your bike I'm sure you pissed and moaned but you eventually got right back on, right?
Well, tell that girl to piss up a rope and get back on your saddle and sneak on up to the next lovely lady.
Hell if I sat and sulked about all the guys I've let go or vice versa, I'd be a drowning blob of self pity. Ew!
Go ahead, you can do it. I know you can.
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