Today I starting thinking about the New York Dolls, mostly brought upon by the desire to see an interview with Morrissey that I hadn't seen before. So before I knew it, I was at the video store and was shocked that they actually had a copy of their documentary. I forgot how much I like their music, and also hadn't realized that David Johansen was in Scrooged! He's a pretty scary looking guy, fit for the part even when he was young. If you've seen this documentary, I think you'd either love it or leave it. My reaction was very emotional. Faith is such an important thing for people, and to see it develop in someone who may otherwise seem unlikely, well it's all the more beautiful. Like when your friend who's always the last to leave the party confides in you that they might be ready to calm down and start a family. It's not a bad thing to be a part of. But back to the movie, New York Doll, it drags you just far enough to feel a relationship with Arthur Kane, only to leave you alone in the end. When you think about it, the suggestion really completed the message of the film. Morrissey, in semi-confidence, tells us that Arthur was not a happy man. This makes me want to understand him even more, and then to find that he's since passed only made it more powerful. He wanted to be a good Christian, and somewhere in my soul I believe that his faith kept him alive and well until the few weeks after the Dolls' reunion, when he was diagnosed and, two hours later, died of leukemia. Morrissey calls the band cursed. Every time something positive happens for them, something tragic then follows, almost routinely. However, I don't understand this in the same way. To me it seems that it would have been truly tragic if he died before indulging on the stage one last time, but he was...can I say, "allowed" the chance, from what power, who knows. God, perhaps. Fate, maybe. Coincidence, possible. But to us it doesn't matter, it was his life, and to him, it was completely personal. I'm grateful for what Arthur 'Killer' Kane represented, and I'm very happy to know that he will be remembered for what he truly was.
Monday
Hold On to Your Friends
Today I starting thinking about the New York Dolls, mostly brought upon by the desire to see an interview with Morrissey that I hadn't seen before. So before I knew it, I was at the video store and was shocked that they actually had a copy of their documentary. I forgot how much I like their music, and also hadn't realized that David Johansen was in Scrooged! He's a pretty scary looking guy, fit for the part even when he was young. If you've seen this documentary, I think you'd either love it or leave it. My reaction was very emotional. Faith is such an important thing for people, and to see it develop in someone who may otherwise seem unlikely, well it's all the more beautiful. Like when your friend who's always the last to leave the party confides in you that they might be ready to calm down and start a family. It's not a bad thing to be a part of. But back to the movie, New York Doll, it drags you just far enough to feel a relationship with Arthur Kane, only to leave you alone in the end. When you think about it, the suggestion really completed the message of the film. Morrissey, in semi-confidence, tells us that Arthur was not a happy man. This makes me want to understand him even more, and then to find that he's since passed only made it more powerful. He wanted to be a good Christian, and somewhere in my soul I believe that his faith kept him alive and well until the few weeks after the Dolls' reunion, when he was diagnosed and, two hours later, died of leukemia. Morrissey calls the band cursed. Every time something positive happens for them, something tragic then follows, almost routinely. However, I don't understand this in the same way. To me it seems that it would have been truly tragic if he died before indulging on the stage one last time, but he was...can I say, "allowed" the chance, from what power, who knows. God, perhaps. Fate, maybe. Coincidence, possible. But to us it doesn't matter, it was his life, and to him, it was completely personal. I'm grateful for what Arthur 'Killer' Kane represented, and I'm very happy to know that he will be remembered for what he truly was.
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