Now it is "True Love Will Find You in the End" by Daniel Johnston. I finally got to see The Devil and Daniel Johnston tonight, a nicely done documentary about the searing tragedy of mental illness and the power of music to make hipsters want to help you through that illness. But they play that song toward the end, and it's the saddest song of all time and you want to take that little song home and adopt it so that you can tell it to play itself over and over for you.What a movie that is, though. I feel like I want to send him a check or something now. My favorite part is when he has moved to a small town to get a handle on his problems and a couple of fans who have no idea he is living there drive by a guy being attacked by dogs so they help kick the dogs away and then they say "are you Daniel Johnston?" And he says "yeah, do you know who I am?" And then they all start a band. Yes, the world is that small.
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For a long time, he's been a guy that I've only owned stray tracks from here and there because his discog is so vast I didn't know where to start. So, thanks for giving some direction there.
The plane crash! The woman! Impossible things.
i have to say that my favorites are clem snide singing "don't let the sun go down on your grievience" and bright eyes singing "devil town."
Watching this movie, it became apparent that Conor Oberst almost completely lifted the frail warble of Johnston's earlier voice. At least that's how it sounded to me. I guess I'm still undecided on that kid, but I do like the version of Devil Town he does on the disk you gave me.
don't get me wrong, I don't like Conor Oberst one bit, just the song. we still need to lend you heartworn highways, huh?
Oh good--I'm glad we can talk freely about that now. That guy drives me nuts.
I've got to get that DVD from you, yeah. Maybe this weekend.
I liked Conor quite a bit when "I'm wide awake..." came out but now I can't stand the guy.
Fickle.
Whiney.
I can only assume you're referring to Oberst.
Well, Sarah started it.
Hill, I left the comment vague on purpose. I do know that the corporate music machine ruined my appreciation of Oberst. It was hat and some girls I met on my America road trip; ah, good times, good times.
PS: I am absolutely pretentious enough to like Oberst when no one did and then immediately reject him when he became semi-mainstream (read: when Time magazine featured him)
why am i getting blamed for your "bright eyes" whining? all i said was that i didn't like him one bit--a nice, respectable sort of insult. you all had to take it to the next level.
Good, then you agree that you started it.
Well, you have not disappointed me before with recommendations, Mr. Hill, so I will be sure to get around to checking this out...
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