Timing and Cards

Try something on for size: Yann Tiersen, French musicien and celebrated good-looker. And a photo of him that looks nice and was found very conveniently on Google and some other "Letters". Listen for a bit to some of his compositions made for Amélie, like "J'y suis jamais allé". Let it settle on your ears.

As it rises and falls in the beginning, it almost makes you think start to think of Paris, and love, and love letters and St. Valentine's Day cards and chocolates and wine and everything that is gentle and nice and unrelated to this particular letter. Here is Yann remixed by Smoku to chew on, for the pain.

As sounds à la Tiersen calm your nerves because you "ROFTL" (past tense) or pushed your nose so far into the air at the somewhat humorous let down, you might be wondering "injury? timing? cards? what is this getting to, some injured French guy in a colored neck brace waiting to get out of the hospital and passes time by gambling?" Mm, clever synthesis but not quite. I am really just shooting the breeze. No pressure. Like many readers of Letters, you and I encounter a lot of cool stuff out there. We are all basically walking sponges for cool and interesting stuffs going on. You know why, the Internet and all. Just today, I had my cool Google Chrome all revved up with seven tabs, you know, some YouTube videos that I tile all over Facebook, some other blogger blogs, a fashion blog, and a British Jazz blog, which says some really nice things about Y.Tiersen. But I wasn't writing then. Instead, I'm writing now, and making lukewarm jokes about France and French stuff. There seems to be a discrepancy.

Timing for these things really is a thorn in my side, because if you happen upon something very interesting, even inspiring, maybe you should write about it, and you will write about it. Oh yeah, Blogger.com is up. That's right, I'm making a New Post. Hell yes, this shit's gonna be awesome... DUPED. You have nothing to say and are awkwardly staring at a photo of Yann Tiersen's face as he either, like you, wonders what you were thinking or, better than you, knows you New Posted too hastily. In all sincerity, it can feel deflating.

Though I have no experience in hurling aside senior citizens to get out of an opera house and into my car to speed home and sit wide-eyed at my laptop screaming "OMG" with flared nostrils and beady eyes, I assume that posting immediately after an event or performance is much easier. Concerning timing, this habit of writing seems much more reliable, but unfair to the arbitrary cat memes and other legitimate forms of entertainment and contemporary culture that exist. Again, the Internet thing. And what about stupid and/or arbitrary memes-n-things that have cultural undertones? What about them? Am I more limited communicating my enthusiasm for cats dancing than dancing with cats than the actual book Dancing with Cats?

Well, no. I can write about all or none of these things as much or as little as I want. True enough, some questions have simple answers, and a lot of good questions do. Example: "Is that all that this letter is about?"

"Disco."

"And this has nothing to do with cards?"

And, to avoid controversy, I agree.

As an aside, please do keep listening to Yann Tiersen, "he's a great guy." You can probably find that quoted by looking for it in a blog someplace by some person Tiersen has probably never, ever met.


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