Matthew Wayne Selznick

For those of you who might be interested, I’ve posted low-bandwidth versions of the songs I’m circulating on my gig-getting demo right now. Just three little numbers, but it might give you some idea of what I’m up to these days.

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Cydniey Buffers is an outsider artist, spoken work queen, and crafty person. She’s also been my friend for ‘pert near half our lives, which is something, isn’t it?

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Here’s Cyd’s LJ entry about the bracelets.

I was in a very serene mood. Mellow. Almost ready to go to bed.

Then one of our four cats decided to jump from the back of my desk chair and onto my desk. She landed on a notebook that was half on and half off of the desk, which proceeded to slam down on the top of my computer. Now my top CDR drive (my only CDr DRIVE!!!!) has a bent caddy. Won’t close unless I force it, won’t open once I do.

FUCK!

I need to be able to burn CDs in order to continue work on the music archive. So that means I have to go buy one. On credit. I have no money.

FUCK!

fucking cats. fuck.

I’ve mentioned my love of the West Wing, I know I have. Just finished watching tonight’s episode, TIVO’ed.

Fucking thing makes me want to yell. It makes me smile. It makes me tear up and explode inside the way you do when you experience something beautiful. It makes me want to eat ice cream, which I did, two bowls, and that was my late dinner.

Now I admit, there was a bit of a dip after Aaron Sorkin was booted off the show, but they are back, baby. This season has brought us some top-quality stuff, and that means if the rest of television is Joel Schumacher, the West Wing at its worst is John Houston, Clint Eastwood, and Robert Altman in gift basket. This season is like that, in spades.

I cannot stress this enough: this show is inspiration. It makes me want to create; it makes me want to vote. I have to wonder if that’s their intention: make America feel passionate about what it is we do as Americans, regardless of your politics.

Fucking A. It’s five after one in the morning and there’s no way I can sleep now. Brilliant!!!

This one’s more of a rocker… the type of song I sing acoustic that used to drive Gary Fitch crazy: “You’re wasting these songs by not having a band!!!!”

Feh. Thanks for not wanting to be my friend after I left your band, Gary. Where’s my video, Mr. Fitch?

Maybe to sing
Making a sign
Cuts the mist out of my mind

Calling sound
Culling it down
Brings the lightning to ground

Soften the sanity focus
I’ll be the upside down roses
I’ll only see by my own
Bright
Light

Is there a tone
A word or a rune
I can carve into my bones?

Draw me a card
Mirror in shards
I am wholly in the parts

Yet another song about making music and the creative thang. I started this one on the 19th, promptly forgot what I had played, then figured it out again last night and this morning.

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