I watched Crazy Heart Sunday night and really liked it. It was a solid movie, Jeff Bridges was like the best he's been in it, and Maggie Gyllenhaal was excellent as ever as well.
It kind of hit home a little hard because my dad is/was an alcoholic who used to be great at guitar and also has a beard and long hair and is large and overweight a bit. The scene where bridges is throwing up into the toilet in just his tighty-whiteys, that, that hit me the hardest because that is something
well never mind what that is
Crazy Heart is a good movie and I really liked the music. Jeff Bridges ain't so good at playing it live but for the movie, when he was coached and they took the best take, The Weary Kind is a great song.
I have been drinking again, and went out with friends tonight. Smoked a bacon explosion again, it impressed as per usual. Goddamn that is a good food.
Discovered that the upstairs of one of the ale houses here is a hipster bar! They were listening to the Shins circa three years ago! I mean, that is not cutting edge, but in this backwards fucking island where "If You Steal My Sunshine" is acceptable radiofare in the winter, this was amazing.
Also I had some chatting with a friend who I have never gotten that close with, which was nice. Jake is a fairly reserved person, and it is hard to get into a good conversation with him but when you finally get him going he is great and full of ideas and opinions.
I fill the air a bit too much with fluff and shit, but hopefully we will hang out more.