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Song Covers I Now Like Better Than The Originals

Saturday, September 05, 2009

I Want You Back (Jackson 5) - Steel Train
Won't Get Fooled Again (The Who) - Richie Havens
Streets Of Philadelphia (Bruce Springsteen) - Richie Havens
Here Comes The Sun (The Beatles/George Harrison) - Richie Havens
Strawberry Fields Forever (The Beatles/Lennon/McCartney) - The Bobs
You're Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go (Bob Dylan) - Madeleine Peyroux
Helpless (Neil Young) - K.D. Lang
posted by Petey, 1:46 PM | link | 0 comments |

A Less Severe Kind Of PTSD

Thursday, September 03, 2009

I've been diagnosed as having intrusive memories--basically, a less severe kind of PTSD.

I have many intrusive thoughts and they include an image of my father on his deathbed and my view from an operating table surveying the enormous garden tools surgeons were about to use to cut into my chest. I suppose these two would support the claim of researchers that vivid, unshakeable memories are formed at moments of high emotion.

These two would be among the most frequent and most unnerving in my Rolodex. But I think they're less impact-ful than one that came shuddering in again this afternoon.

It was my first day at my work-study job at Northwestern University. After running an errand for a professor I returned to the desk where I was sorting some papers only to find it occupied by a physically grotesque maintenance man, a big, older guy in the final weeks before his retirement. I told him I needed to sit down and do my work. He said, "Sure I'll move. You're my bread and butter."

Freaks me out every time. God, I don't want to become that guy.
posted by Petey, 3:36 PM | link | 0 comments |