Apparently Kim Wilkins had appeared and told the not so young looking teenager that he had real talent, and he was no considering becoming a writer, much to his father's concern. His father, it seems, told him that he needed to have a career, to support his 'career' as a writer. I waited for his father to say, "I know you won't really like your money making career, at least, not as much as your writing one. Truth is, you'll probably do it in a less that spectacular fashion as you day dream and try to work out sentences and plots and themes. But it's still important for you to have this career. Everyone should do things they don't particularly like to get by. Especially artists."
But that conversation never seemed to appear.
I have been listening to Silver Mt Zion's new album, Kollaps Tradixionales, from which the above track is taken. I'm a big fan of the band and I quite like the album, but I hope they didn't pay anyone to make this video clip, I have to say. Still, cool album--try not to let this turn you off it.
Still, there's a happy baby in it, and that ought to count for something.