Long time ago, back in the mists of time, the Moodies were mystical and spiritual. It wasn't anything creepy. Rather, it did for the soul what a chiropractor does for the skeleton. The fans I knew loved the music and the artists, and would speak peaceably about its inspiring illumination. The words spoke of peaceful gardens, longing for love, a better world; and that resonated with good people, and bad people like me trying to be good. When fans spoke, they spoke of heaven and paradise, comforting sights and sounds.

There was some silliness, too. Some of us would never dream of being a fanatic, and yet the band had a certain something that drew us close. We would laugh at ourselves when we would cross the line out of self-parody or lack of creativity.

I've heard rumors of bad fans, but they remain rumors.

I waited for the buses after shows, I stared too much at Justin, I wore skirts too short - all of that got me busted. Fans let me know I was violating the code of ethics, but I didn't listen. I saw what I perhaps mistakenly appeared to be fans picking on each other. Some didn't dress up enough, some were too dressy. Some were deluded. Some were too fat, others were too thin. Some had all the good seats while others wanted them to rearrange their budgets. Some went over a line gushing about how gorgeous this or that one was. Others went over a line claiming to have occupied more space on Justin's retinas than others claimed possible. Some claimed, true or false, lyrics or songs were written just for them; and others called them nuts.

Then, these weird online scenes would break out where this one would post something innocuous like, "I got a ticket for Scottsdale," and somebody else would snap. "You would say that!" And from that would follow, "Your mother wears army boots (before they were fashionable)." Narry as I could figger, we had some behind the scenes sniping going on. I suppose that is why the PM feature was eliminated from this web site. I must admit, I received some emails about how this one or that was sheer scum to be avoided. Like most people, I just ignored it. Scum can speak for itself.

So, I say let's have a festival with this site. Let's talk about the amazing things we don't discuss elsewhere and make it beautiful until we get shut down.

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Hey. How'd you post this on July 1? You is making it hard for me to keep up wits the conversations.

I know. Like, we're here for the band, and then the band disappears, and we're left with us miserable wretches trying to keep things alive. I do appreciate all you do to keep things rolling here, luna. I can gab, but I'm not gifted in the art. So, here are some of my synthetic thoughts on the interview, as if anything cares except the NSA:

Yay! Justin answered one of my questions. One in 356 ain’t bad, huh? (The question was a request that he answer more questions, and I was only one of 356 people to ask for that.)

On #8: I just remembered talking to an usher at the Fox. He told me the acoustics were superb in there. He wasn’t a physicist, so he couldn’t explain it, but he said a lot of artists really rave about it. But I think Justin was talking about something greater. I remember being totally lost in the music, but I was somewhat turned off by the dirty, sleazy slice of life I experienced wandering the streets. Phoenix had been such a piece of heaven. I’m sorry Justin had a bad day there from some people’s perspective and that I didn’t notice any discomfort on his part for the beauty of the music.

On #24 and #9: He had a chance to tell us what his guitars were thinking, but he blew it. He didn’t say anything about the chair, did he?

On #34: Dear Mr. NSA Man, Tell Justin if his friends like silence most from him, and if he ever wants me to talk, he can give me a call anytime. I’m sure you know how to contact me. Also, could you please tell him I am not Dr. Craig?

On #7: “The Western Sky” was definitely out of this world. It is weird to think how “Forever Autumn” would have the best reception in light of truth and all. Like, hey man, he looked right at me and said I wasn’t there.” Nah. It was a very good arrangement as I recall.

On #2 and #3: I liked the info on how Alan and Julie pulled stuff together. I didn’t realize Alan was so involved with the tour. I’m really fascinated with that kind of thing. I know there is software that could cause it to all be done on a computer, but I like the idea of scoring and building waveforms by ear. If Justin weren’t so all-absorbing, I’d love to pick Alan’s and Julie’s brains.

On #28: Me confoosed, because I don’t know what I’d like to ask.

On #18: I know Justin said never mind, but I want to think some more about what it means for a guitar to be true and powerful.

leslee said
That said, I find the cover art for the live album interesting. The sky has come through the window. What does it mean?

My thoughts: The western sky is all around you. All you have to do is dream.