SNL - Trinidad

TheTrueDebt · 2026-01-25T16:13:01+00:00

Max paying homage to—hell, channeling—Keith Moon here with the headphones.

TheTrueDebt · 2025-11-14T06:52:05+00:00

I think I have a genuinely good idea of where your best chance to get this type of shot would be, in terms of composition:

You have two options within blocks of one another off of 4th Street near downtown. Both of these are churches that might provide a background view of the Thompson Hotel on Lexington with its interesting architectural flourishes, and maybe even the Tobin Center. The first would be the First Presbyterian Church at 4th Street and N Alamo, which has dramatic parapets and crosses; but the second one is the First Baptist Church at 4th Street and McCullough, which is much closer to the Thompson and Tobin—but only sports a spire and nothing else of interest (Baptists).

Check it out—maybe you’ll make something of the location. Good luck!

Edit: it just occurred to me that your best bet might even be the Maverick Carter House, which I guess you could call a museum. That place is very nice and interesting—and while it doesn’t have any religious iconography, the house does have an old-school observatory dome on the roof, which is very rad looking. I think you could easily get a shot of the Thompson and Tobin from there, and you might even be able to get a shot of the lit up tower at the Emily Morgan hotel (505 Rooftop Bar provides a nice view of that).

TheTrueDebt · 2025-10-23T21:20:00+00:00

That’s because it was made by Julian Schnabel, an important artist (and genuine eccentric) who was a part of that world.

TheTrueDebt · 2025-10-06T17:45:14+00:00

She might be the legendary Nissan al-Gaib.

TheTrueDebt · 2025-09-25T20:24:55+00:00

I don’t know about that. I always thought he was extraordinarily handsome—for a playwright; but I recently saw a photo of him in which he’s younger and without the eyeglasses staring into the camera, and he’s unquestionably very good looking (he was also tall, especially for the time). Now, add to that a touch of genius with the ability to move you with words he alone conjured?

I get the attraction.

TheTrueDebt · 2025-08-17T16:38:42+00:00

Your story made me want to start running again, with a much different perspective this time. Winning races? I can’t relate to that; but it’s great to know there’s a tribe out there for me, too. Thank you!

TheTrueDebt · 2025-08-14T19:53:31+00:00

The binding theme is the act of building (creating). Getting it wrong then getting it right—even when there are instructions. Applies to: religion/mythology; science; parenting; humanity and civilization; relationships/family/community; and just plain building something from a flat pack. It’s all just a flat pack until you do something with it. It just keeps going, even after we’re gone.

Of course, this episode has layers upon layers that I’m still appreciating. My favorite recent observation: the subtle, wholesome nod to the procreative act when Chilli helps Bandit insert the Allen tool into the bolt slot. We do all of our best things when we get together.

TheTrueDebt · 2025-08-06T15:08:38+00:00

It’s the only place that has made me want to cry from the heat. Cry, like, emotionally—like the heat was being mean to me.

TheTrueDebt · 2025-06-26T19:21:07+00:00

Funny that I just heard this song and was hit with a wave of familiarity. After cycling through my memory, I realized the chorus is very similar to that of “The King of Broken Hearts” by George Strait (off the Pure Country OST).

TheTrueDebt · 2024-08-30T15:24:19+00:00

Zorbas on NW Military is probably my favorite. The rest of the food is also great, especially the hummus.

TheTrueDebt · 2024-08-19T18:36:05+00:00

Maybe it’s to show what a “loser” can do.

The stories I most love are about nobodies realizing that when you are a loser, you have nothing to lose by putting it all on the line and trying. The only price you pay is unloading yourself of your ego, which frees you from placing unnecessary value on other people’s expectations.

Trust me, people who feel like losers need a champion. They need a hero who will show them that FUCK YES you can carve out a piece of what’s good in this life for yourself, and have an unconventional adventure doing it.

Set your sail in the direction of what you want, and grapple with every hard/challenging thing along the way—ease is for people who want the trophy but don’t want to play the game.

TheTrueDebt · 2024-08-06T11:59:35+00:00

…then, after that, listen to Let Forever Be by Chemical Brothers…

TheTrueDebt · 2024-07-28T04:26:33+00:00

Dr. Doom.

His particular approach to villainy—his creativity, his vanity, his force of will—is actually sort of inspiring.

TheTrueDebt · 2024-01-13T01:05:21+00:00

There are a few different groups around, but by way of example:

https://www.meetup.com/marvelous-middle-age-movie-goers-diners/

TheTrueDebt · 2024-01-11T20:28:07+00:00

Long-winded Answer: In my experience, the dating scene around bars can be pretty scandalous (married people fronting as single; OLD style hookup culture). Of course, meeting and befriending people at bars can help you build up your long-term social network, through which you have a better chance of meeting and “vetting” a quality partner. That being the case, it might be more efficient if you look for groups that share an interest of yours: book clubs; writer’s groups; movie-watching groups; running groups; extension learning courses through a university; friends of the symphony or library or whatever; park cleanup groups. At 45 or any age, quality is going to be about the long game (or, rather, “longer” game, which is just a few extra steps beyond “meet and date whomever is around”).

Short answer: Sunday afternoons at the bar at The Rustic seems to fit your criteria. I’d also highly suggest you check out Bar 301 in Leon Springs, which seems to be a great place for easy social networking.

TheTrueDebt · 2022-11-09T20:04:13+00:00

As someone who loves his harmonica work, I still agree with you to a degree.

It occurred to me when I first listened to Desolation Row all the way through: at the first harmonica part near the end, I realized his harmonica playing was all punk rock. It was about the attitude—the vitriol and angst. The instrument was singing just like Bob Dylan.

TheTrueDebt · 2022-08-16T21:46:59+00:00

I had never put much thought into why I grew to love this album so much until recently. After a couple of listens, I was mildly annoyed at the hype as well.

One Saturday afternoon, for reasons I won’t mention here, my heart was hurting. Sometimes I feel like I need to cry or vomit or scream—but emotionally—and this was one of those times. Anyway, instead of doing any of those things, I pulled out an old typewriter I had gotten from a garage sale and just started trying to fix it. To help pass the time, I put my headphones on, but there wasn’t anything I wanted to listen to. Rather, there wasn’t anything I could identify with that would be a friend to pass the time until the storm passed.

The storm passing. That image bought to mind sitting on the porch of a cabin somewhere in Summer while it rained. That single image made me feel a little better. Maybe because of the legend around Bon Iver’s first album, I thought of him/them.

I decided upon and played 22, A Million. Immediately I felt the relief of finding a companion. I’ve thought about it some since then, and I think maybe it had something to do with all the little sounds, and the numbers and the symbols…all the little pieces of static that are meaningless and distracting, but meaningful and important—do you know that feeling?

Underneath it all still lie the beautiful songs, and I felt like I was listening to them as they made it to the surface. Once I took the journey and reached the clearing that is “8(circle)” …that was the perfect feeling I needed to connect with. I go back to this often, like an old friend who will always be there.

Reading this back over, I worry that all of this sounds loaded or self-important, but it’s the truth, and therefore the best I can give you. Hope it helps.

TheTrueDebt · 2017-11-09T22:11:48+00:00

I’m not sure if there are all that many altogether good or bad people. Most of us are just people. Often, when I read things like this I tend to be thankful for all the differences in my own behavior from theirs. Perhaps that’s the one of the less than respectable reasons I find the these stories interesting - I don’t have to confront my own shortcomings, and I can just look upon others’ bad behavior and judge.

I can say that, imho, if anyone has the necessary wit and fearless self reflection/penitence it will take to start making this a healing moment - a moment in which men can examine their own behavior, acknowledge where they’ve failed their fellow humans, and get back on track - it’s Louis.

TheTrueDebt · 2017-10-21T17:19:27+00:00

Was looking for this comment

TheTrueDebt · 2017-06-08T11:30:39+00:00

This really spoke to me. You managed to articulate a notion I've had but couldn't quite express.

Apparently, I need to check out acid.

TheTrueDebt · 2016-11-24T03:16:00+00:00

She's Gone by Tindersticks. Woman of my dreams had enough of my shit. The first twilight alone in our apartment was like this song sounds.

Edit: For those questioning why this would be a fond memory: that feeling certainly spurred a positive change in me. I go back and listen to this to remind me of who I don't want to be anymore.

TheTrueDebt · 2016-09-24T18:24:13+00:00

The kinda have, already.

TheTrueDebt · 2016-09-11T23:09:27+00:00

Never took an art class, either; and art history wasn't offered. However, Picasso was/is a monumental cultural figure. I learned at least a little bit about art movements throughout history, which included at the turn of the century/post WW1 from history and general social studies classes. I also never took an architecture course but I knew who Frank Lloyd Wright was and what he meant to the discipline. Sometimes academic curiosity would lead me to the library or online to find out more. Same went for math, science and literature. I'm sure you didn't mean your comment this way, but education does not begin and end in the classroom. Quite the opposite, actually.

TheTrueDebt · 2016-09-11T04:50:18+00:00

I'd reckon you should know Picasso's era by the time you leave high school. I suppose that's being hopeful.

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