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the letter reader

It is the third time I sit down to record The Letter Reader. The laundry rack has been pushed back, the lights dimmed. There is a flat grey sky outside the windows. The song has changed key three times. I even tried it a capella, the guitar just resting on my knee. The words felt hollow and empty when I heard them playing back. Unlistenable. The struggle is a familiar one - between the glowing idea of something butting up against the reality is presents as it enters the world. We are all famous in our own minds - heroes, geniuses, rock stars and saints. In the real world, we are flabby, and fallible. We are painfully human, and no angels. How to align all of this? How to put yourself in front of a microphone, or an empty piece of paper, an open road, a classroom full of children, an office?

Maybe there are glimpses of greatness. Maybe there are little cracks of something magical, if you wait for them, if you nurture them, if you struggle for them. I often find myself yelling at tv sc…

the letter reader




the lost years

this is the day

the white square

(looking for) the heart of Saturday Night

the choice is his (no surrender)

no gold (things will have to wait)

the lion behind the gate

dinosaurs (Don't Know Why)

about Carl

to the moon

there is always something (why I shoot film)

Silver Street

petty crime

that smell (Moscow)

running away with the circus (looking for dolphins)

the black sands of Ureki

ALBINO (PART 2/SECTION TWO - the last excerpt)

Albino (part 2/section one - the Mars Bar)

Albino (part one)

lost & found

every picture

scare me, but don't punish me

the first

with her

every pair of shoes has a story to tell

bad impersonations

Pushkin's wind

Hey, Lyosha

the heroine's coat

no disguise

proof, or not (it all matters)

talking to the trees

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