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I often forget that there are people who read my blog who don't read Amanda's.
This is a photo I took at Coachella:
We were at some fancy house in a fancy gated community near the site doing press. It was surreal.
My life is frequently very surreal.
I remember at some point this weekend, and god knows when it was, I looked at Katrina and I said, "Life is pretty amazing."
She agreed.
It is, actually. I saw Leonard Cohen play. He sang First We Take Manhattan and he got to my favorite verse and I cried a little.
I don't like your fashion business mister
I don't like these drugs that keep you thin
I don't like what happened to my sister
First we take Manhattan... then we take Berlin
Those words were written on a scrap of paper and pinned to my bedroom door all through college. I carefully unpinned the paper, which by that point was yellowing around the edges, when I moved. It's in a book somewhere, pressed between the pages to avoid wrinkles. And I got to see and hear the man SING IT LIVE. I closed my eyes and imagined that he knew that I was standing there and really feeling what he said.
I opened them and I was surrounded by a crush of thousands who were feeling it too. We sang the chorus of Hallelujah together.
The man is 74 years old. He spent five years in seclusion in a Buddist monastery. Leonard Cohen is an honest-to-god MONK. He radiated sheer JOY during his performance, joy and incredible grace. Seeing him play was transcendent.
Life is pretty amazing.
Love,
Beth
This is a photo I took at Coachella:
We were at some fancy house in a fancy gated community near the site doing press. It was surreal.
My life is frequently very surreal.
I remember at some point this weekend, and god knows when it was, I looked at Katrina and I said, "Life is pretty amazing."
She agreed.
It is, actually. I saw Leonard Cohen play. He sang First We Take Manhattan and he got to my favorite verse and I cried a little.
I don't like your fashion business mister
I don't like these drugs that keep you thin
I don't like what happened to my sister
First we take Manhattan... then we take Berlin
Those words were written on a scrap of paper and pinned to my bedroom door all through college. I carefully unpinned the paper, which by that point was yellowing around the edges, when I moved. It's in a book somewhere, pressed between the pages to avoid wrinkles. And I got to see and hear the man SING IT LIVE. I closed my eyes and imagined that he knew that I was standing there and really feeling what he said.
I opened them and I was surrounded by a crush of thousands who were feeling it too. We sang the chorus of Hallelujah together.
The man is 74 years old. He spent five years in seclusion in a Buddist monastery. Leonard Cohen is an honest-to-god MONK. He radiated sheer JOY during his performance, joy and incredible grace. Seeing him play was transcendent.
Life is pretty amazing.
Love,
Beth