listen how my heart beats inside me, the story of a thousand better days

Apartment Therapy had this great little piece about finding good cheap wines at Trader Joe’s, which is opening here in Atlanta very soon. I had my first glass of Two Buck Chuck last month at Bob & Brad’s in Chicago. To my very open palate, it tasted yummy, but I truly never notice a big jump in wine quality til I hit the $80 mark (usually because Bill ordered a bottle at some fancy smancy restaurant.) In other words, everything usually tastes good to me! I’m no wine snob. No, sir.

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Jonatha Brooke keeps releasing extra tracks from the concert that yielded her terrific new "Live in New York" CD. This week’s track is one of my faves: "It Matters Now." (Quick! Listen at her MySpace page.) I love this line: "
You break it now you own it, like original sin….But you cannot take it with you in the state you’re in…" Hell, the whole thing is amazing….except the line about the mother’s carpet…I’ve never gotten that one.

It Matters Now

Sour, sour grapes make bitter wine
And you’re no funny Valentine
You take such pleasure in revenge
A perfect settled score
But it just whets your appetite for more


Listen how my heart beats inside me
The story of a thousand better days
And I wish I could say, anything to wash away today
‘Cause it won’t matter when we’re old
It won’t matter when we’re old
It matters now


Hopes worn down, you’ve got dreams rubbed thin
Threadbare, like the carpet that your mother dragged in
You break it now you own it,
Like original sin
But you cannot take it with you in the state you’re in


Listen how my heart beats inside me
The story of a thousand better days
And I wish I could say anything to wash away today
‘Cause it won’t matter when we’re old
I won’t matter when we’re old


It matters now, it mattered then
It matters how why or when
If at first you won’t try
You’ve gotta try again


What price love, for how much pain
What a surprise, you pray for rain


Listen how my heart beats inside me
The story of a thousand better days
And I wish I could say anything to wash away today
‘Cause it won’t matter when we’re old
It won’t matter when we’re old
It matters now

– Jonatha Brooke

sitting in the backseat of your car, i never wanted out

A few New Orleans tidbits:

My buddy Jarred turned into a restauranteur in post-Katrina New Orleans and opened a fun new place where Quarter Scene used to be. Check out this article on eat New Orleans and stop in for lunch or dinner when you swing through the Crescent City. Yummmie!!!

Also, my former editor and lady-lovin’ pal, Melinda Shelton, is one of a few peeps puttin’ on DecaFest in the Big Easy in a few short weeks. Designed to bring a little culture to the fun filth of Southern Decadence, DecaFest will feature a lot of activities geared toward those who might want to take a walking tour, attend a homo book reading, or watch a play or a film before they get snot-slinging drunk!

There’s a lot going on down there, so if you plan to be in town for Southern Decadence, check out one of their events and then you can say you were there first!

One of the book signings/readings will be for "Love, Bourbon Street," a collection of GLBT essays by New Orleans’ writers and friends. Check it out…Even a few adventures by yours truly make an appearance in one of the pieces. Egggads!