Saturday, July 05, 2008

Don't tell me you love me

I am cleaning out my office, and the headquarters for The Dude Abides. Everything is being boxed, labeled and categorized for the move.

All of my intruments are in one corner. My snowboarding gear is in a box. My camping gear is all in my backpack.

My books have been culled and boxed.

There is a memory attached to every book, every cd, every picture.

I found some pictures my friend, Nancy Nienhuis, gave me for my 30th birthday. There is a photo of us, in high school, at alpine valley at some concert. I believe it was Crosby, Stills and Nash. What a hot mess. We were skinny. We were tan. We had long hair. We did not have care.

Yet to love. Yet to lose. Yet to fall. Yet to fail. Young.

In boxes:

nine inch nails, nirvana, bob marley, jerky boys, beastie boys, pearl jam, rolling stones, L7, van morrisson, stevie ray vaughn, beck, elastica, jay z, the beatles, the police, the clash, kc and the sunshine band, janes addiction, alice in chains, soundgarden, radiohead, ac/dc, incubus, paul simon, the doors, the who, u2, jimi hendrix, missy elliot, oasis, the strokes, neil young, the grateful dead, dr dre, snoop, a tribe called quest, the roots, tom petty, garbage, jon spencer blues explosion, LED ZEPPELIN, foo fighters, faces, rod stewart, jon coltrane, miles davis, steely dan, morphine, david bowie, clapton, rage against the machine, g-love, johnny cash, tricky, the red hot chili peppers, fishbone, aerosmith, the band, the beach boys, dire straits, the cars, kings of leon, my morning jacket, gorillaz, tv on the radio, sonic youth, stone temple pilots, krs-one, paul okenfold, john prine, tom waits, the kinks, van halen, velvet revolver, queens of the stone age, franz ferdinand, the killers, howlin' wolf, muddy waters, interpol, 50cent, the vines, the hives, the cult, presidents of the united states of america, joe walsh, the white stripes, mos def, wu tang, my bloody valentine, the libertines, john hiatt, pink floyd, the radiators, raconteurs, robert plant, rickie lee jones, rl burnside, pulp, blur, nelly, metallica, marvin gaye, joseph arthur, iggy, the hold steady, guns and roses, daft punk, bob dylan, the doobie brothers, dick dale, the who, black uhuru, peter tosh, aimee mann, violent femmes, band of gyspies, sly and the family stone, rem, cat power, zappa, willie, everclear, and the fucking eagles

Each one has memories attached, from childhood until now. I even found some things I kept in case I had to practice law again. Thank god.