Playlist:

1. Chew Lips – Salt Air (Alex Kapranos Remix)
2. The Drums – Let’s Go Surfing
3. 20 Fingers - Short Dick Man
4. Max Justus – Ctrl Alt Dance (Coulson’s ‘Cheap Arcade’ Edit)
5. Jack Johnson – Constellations (with Eddie Vedder)(live)
6. DJ Assault – Nympho
7. Jamie Cullum – I’m All Over It
8. Norah Jones – Man of the Hour
9. Air – Sing Sang Sung (sayCet remix)
10. Washed Out - New Theory

En fait:

1. Alex Kapranos nous propose ici un nouveau remix! Peut-être est-ce le nom ou peut être est-ce la chanson original qui fait de ce remix un très bon choix. Quoi qu’il en soit, c’est extrêmement bien foutu et on s’en lasse bien difficilement!
2. Une jolie balade pop au rythme ensorcellent. Je ne l’aurais peut-être pas ajouté dans cette playlist s’il n’y aurait pas eu se plagia (reprise) de Hot Dog de Smd. M’enfin, la qualité est là, on ne crache pas dessus.
3. Un rythme glaciale, une langue bien pendue(ou pas), une mélodie quasi techno. Rien de très réjouissant à priori mais pourtant on se laisse vite aller et…arf, ma foi, c’est assez marrant . Ce titre nous est proposé par Madame, il n’est pas forcément récent mais n’a pas vieilli d’un pouce.
4. Ça à l’air tout bête comme ça : quelques bruitage snes, un fond pop/electro vaguement entrainement….Puis, je ne sais pas à peine 15 seconde le charme opère et on est complètement sous le charme de ce petit bijoux.
5. “En Concert” de Jack Johnson est juste somptueux. Les titres sont tous revisités, revigorés, par cette initiative. Il est si beau de découvrir que de si jolie ballade en CD peuvent être d’une beauté sans nom en concert. Constellations en duo avec Eddie Vedder lui même n’est qu’un exemple entre tous les autres.
6. Ces derniers temps, je me suis un peu attardée sur les compile Kitsuné et je suis tombée sur ce titre de DJ Assault “Nympho”. Un jolie petit tube bien impacté, bien léché, entêtant.
7. Je vous avouerais  que le dernier album de Jamie Cullum m’a complètement déçue. Pas qu’il soit foncièrement mauvais, mais je suis restée sur ma fin ; il manque cette petite chose qui fait toutes la différences. Pourtant, I’m All Over It était un single extrêmement prometteur.
8. Idem pour le dernier Norah Jones. A vouloir jouer sa rockeuse, ça ne ressemble plus vraiment à grand chose. On appréciera l’initiative mais attendra quelque chose de plus consistant.
9. Comment vous dire…C’est juste sublime.
10. Oui, ok. New Theory pourrait être assimiler à cette vague électro totalement à la mode( ou has been selon le point de vue) mais il y a ce machintrucchose qui vous fait sentir qu’il y autre chose…Toujours cette fameuse chose. Un jour, je ferais un blog qui s’appellerait, “Le truc”, ça sera un bide mais l’idée y aurait été.

Photo : Toujours par là bas

Car la moustache d’Alex Kapranos, c’est mythique.

Já há algumas semanas, está disponível nas lojas de todo Brasil o novo álbum do cantor/cineasta/empresário/surfista/gente boa Jack Johnson, chamado En Concert. Este é o primeirio disco ao vivo da carreira do havaiano, que traz registros  de apresentações em diversos países na sua última turnê, Sleep Through The Static World Tour. Ao mesmo passo que En Concert também foi recentemenre lançado em DVD e Blu-Ray, na forma de documentário.

Assim como o disco, o documentário (assista aqui o trailer) explora os bastidores da turnê de Jack e seus companheiros, Zach Gill (teclados), Adam Topol (bateria) e Merlo Podlewski (baixo), que dividem ondas e o palco pelo mundo afora, em apresentações surpreendentes como no Hyde Park, em Londres, ou intimistas como no seu canto em Honolulu, no Havaí.

Turnê, álbum e documentário para causas sócio-ambientais

Um outro atrativo bem interessante é a participação dos conhecidos parceiros de Jack, Matt Costa e Ben Harper, que faz ao lado de Johnson um belíssimo cover de Bob Marley. Porém o destaque da obra é sem dúvida a presença marcante de Eddie Vedder, vocalista do Pearl Jam, na canção Constallations.

O material completo de En Concert pode ser adquirido também em uma edição especial, trazendo CD e DVD e um livreto de 60 páginas com fotos inéditas da turnê de Johnson. Toda a grana que for arrecadada com as vendas do ábum será destinado para duas instituições assistenciais, a Kokua Hawaii Foundation e Johnson Ohana Family Trust. O projeto é ainda mais bacana, já que a 1% da renda da turnê do álbum Sleep Through The Static foi destinada para o projeto do próprio músico, chamado 1% for the world.

Segue as canções que estão incluídas no álbum En Concert. O set list do documentário é praticamente o mesmo, com uma ordem bem diferente.

01. Belle / Banana Pancakes
02. If I Had Eyes
03. Do You Remember / Remember
04. Sleep Through The Static
05. Flake
06. Bubble Toes / Express Yourself
07. Wasting Time
08. What You Thought You Need
09. Country Road (with Paula Fuga)
10. Staple It Together
11. Sitting, Waiting, Wishing
12. Constellations (with Eddie Vedder)
13. The Horizon Has Been Defeated / Mother and Child Reunion
14. Good People
15. All At Once
16. Gone
17. Home
18. Times Like These
19. Angel / Better Together

Cartaz da premiere mundial do documentário En Concert

Fábio Prina_24/11/2009

Artist: Julian Casablancas

Date: Monday November 23, 2009

Venue: Commadore Ballroom

Julian Casablancas is probably best known for his work with the Strokes. In addition to singing and songwriting with the Strokes he has collaborated with Queens of the Stone Age, Eddie Vedder, Lonely Island, Santogold, N.E.R.D., Albert Hammond, Jr., Pharrell, Danger Mouse, Sparklehorse and more. He has recently finished work on his first solo album “Phrazes for the Young“. Casablancas seems to ooze talent out of his pores. His solo album is a solid listen from start to finish creating memorizing guitar riffs and tap your toes beats. He has been quoted as saying that he wants to present a “series of over-the-top Disney style shows“. If that isn’t enough reason to see him check out some of his work below.

Ticket are available here.

Julian Casablancas works with Santogold, N.E.R.D., and Pharrell for Converse

Julian Casablancas with Danger Mouse and Sparklehorse

Julian Casablancas covers “Mercy Mercy Me” by Marvin Gaye with Eddie Vedder and Josh Homme, now how great is that…

The Lonely Island perform “Boombox” feat Julian Casablancas….sweet

The tuning is a bit of a nightmare. Vedder has his uke tuned down about three quarters of a step. If you want to play along with the original, you’ll have to tune your uke to the song itself. The chord names are written up in their standard tuning names to avoid confusion (hopefully)

Eddie Vedder _ Goodbye PDF

Source: ukulelehunt.com

Eddie Vedder may be off in Chicago, penning songs for films and baseball teams, but he’ll forever be linked to Ten, that must-have disc from Pearl Jam.

The diamond disc from 1991 is getting the deluxe treatment come spring, with four reissues available March 24.

The reissues include a bunch of extras…

- A remaster of the original album + remix by producer Brendan O’Brien
- DVD of previously unreleased 1992 Pearl Jam MTV Unplugged performance
- LP of the band’s 1992 “Drop in the Park” concert
- A replica of Pearl Jam’s three-song demo cassette with Eddie Vedder’s original vocal dubs
- A recreation of Eddie Vedder composition notebook

The re-design of Ten has been geared primarily by bassist Jeff Ament and designer Andy Fischer (who, interestingly enough, helped with the Into the Wild film soundtrack, the disc that featured some brilliant tunes by Eddie Vedder).

“The goal was to assemble the ultimate fan-piece, something Pearl Jam lovers could pore over as they experience an indelible record all over again, in an entirely new way,” commented Fischer.

“The original concept was about really being together as a group and entering into the world of music as a true band…a sort of all-for-one deal,” added Ament. “There were some elements of the original Ten artwork that didn’t turn out the way we had hoped, due to time constraints. With this reissue, we’ve been able to take our time and invest resources into making the design the way we had originally intended.”

Pre-orders of the Super Deluxe Edition begin yesterday through the band’s Ten Club at www.pearljam.com, with all four editions available at retail on March 24, 2009. The reissue of Ten serves as the launch of a planned two-year catalogue re-release campaign leading up to the band’s 20th anniversary in 2011.

It’s a little treat for the Pearl Jam fan in all of us.

Much of the free world gave up on Rolling Stone as a reputable journal of rock ‘n’ roll culture long, long ago, but I’ve kept my faith (and my subscription — it ain’t metal, but somebody always signs me up as a Christmas present). At the very least, they offer up a few insightful artist profiles (Mastodon, Metallica and Megan Fox — ooh la la) and long-form non-fiction pieces (anything about drugs, gangsters, and grown men in costumes) every month.

As good as it gets these days...boobs!

But I’m really losing my patience. The latest issue (Jagger, Springsteen and fucking Bono argh!) exemplifies everything that’s wrong with the aging rag. Inside was a big, bloated, 52-page feature on the Rock ‘N’ Roll Hall of Fame, including 27 pages on the 25th Anniversary Concerts. Seem excessive? Consider that RS editor, publisher, and founder Jann Wenner is the chairman of the Rock Hall. It was one egregious display of self-gratification, like watching Wenner stare and smile right at me, drool glistening on his lips, as he slowly stroked his cock in my general direction. “Mmm…yeah…aren’t I fucking great? Ooooo yeah…I AM rock ‘n’ roll…”

Mmm...yeah...mmm

This magazine enjoyed the smell of its own shit so much for so long that its collective head is stuck up its ass and in the past, and as such, is entirely out of touch with the rock ‘n’ roll spirit of today. They have the same stale rotation of crusty old farts on the cover every few months, various permutations of The Beatles, The Stones, U2, Dylan, and Springsteen. Springsteen and fucking Bono have each graced the cover 4 times in the past three years (Bono three times in the past year alone). When they find a halfwit, “politically” inclined rocker to latch onto, they sure stand by their man.

Yeah really fresh and edgy in 2009...

The Beatles graced the cover in September, when RS explored, for the hundredth time and about 40 fucking years too late, “Why They Broke Up.” Led Zeppelin, in the past 20 years, have appeared on the cover more often than they’ve appeared in concert. Are there no other, more recent artists, anywhere in the pantheon of rock ‘n’ roll, to give press?

When it’s not one of these old men that we know everything there is to know about them, it’s a Tiger Beat teeny-bopper like Zac Efron or the Jonas Brothers (twice!), some ass-sniffing, messianic portrayal of Barack Obama, or, if I’m really lucky, some tall blondes from Gossip Girl or The Hills.

I know print media in in deep shit. I know. Ad pages are down all across the board, and you have to sell magazines, so they’re pandering to the faux-hippies that have been reading since the ’70s. But when they’re gone, who reads this thing? I don’t know how anybody between 18 and 45 can be bothered to give a shit about this magazine. When Metallica comes across as the most vital, edgy band in the entire issue, something is terribly, terribly wrong.

It’s ironic: This magazine began as a venue to rail against the stuff-ass establishment. Now it is the stuffy-ass establishment, little more than a legacy rag. Epic fail vanflip.

~ Liam

How long ’til Eddie Vedder becomes the cover model in residence?

Music Induced Euphoria Report:

Click here to go to MIE to check Eddie Vedder covering The Beatles “Blackbird”, M Ward covering CCR “Green River”, Marie Le Foret covers the Rolling Stones “Paint It Black”, Elliot Smith covers the Beatles “I’m Only Sleeping”, Ben Harper covers the Beatles “Strawberry Fields Forever”, Okkervil River cover Iggy Pop “Some Weird Sin”

Den här kort filmen är en dokumentär om hur mitt favorit band Pearl Jam gjorde när de spelade in sitt senaste album Backspacer.

Jag har alltid varit faschinerad av hur musiker tänker och hur musik egentligen föds. Sen att jag blir helt tagen av Eddie Vedders röst bidrar ju till varför jag verkligen älskar Pearl Jams musik. Dokumentären är riktigt vackert filmad också.

Det är helt enkelt något riktigt rogivande med detta bands musik som jag gillar.

Gillar du att titta på konsertfilmer och musik dokumentärer?

In the spirit of legendary stadiums being torn down, and I know this is a bit odd but I actually had my second experience in the same month (Oct 09) of catching a major rock act paying tribute to a famous venue, before they brought out the wrecking ball the following day to demolish it (previous one being Bruce playing The Giants for the last time on Oct 02, 09).

I had the simple intentions of finally seeing my childhood favorites “Pearl Jam” live in concert for the very first time, only to find out later, that the concert would also commemorate the final night for the famous Spectrum Arena in Philadelphia. After waiting a year, I had to actually go out to Philadelphia on Halloween night to catch the band, since New York was not on their tour schedule. Needless to say, the night was tipped to be a memorable one and the final outcome was nothing less.

The Spectrum which was home to the championship Flyers and Sixers teams, saw its final night on Halloween 2009, after being host to some of the biggest music and sporting events over its 42 year run since opening in 1967. Apart from Pearl Jam having the rear honor of bringing the final curtain call on Philadelphia history, Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band also had a 4 night run before them to commemorate a venue which had been host to names such as the Rolling Stones, Prince, Madonna, Frank Sinatra, Charles Barkley and Bobby Clarke.

I think Eddie Vedder (Lead Vocalist Pearl Jam) said it best that night: “I don’t want to say goodbye to this place … I don’t even want to think about it yet … I just want to keep rocking. I tell you, everybody in this band would have wanted to be here for the last night in this building, even if we weren’t playing here. So I understand we have a big job to do. We’re going to have to pace ourselves, because we’re going to be here for a long time.”

And a long time it was. Vedder and the band along with a fanatical crowd of 18,000, determined to honor their historical arena which had earned the title “America’s Showplace,” stayed the course to what turned out to be a rare performance indeed lasting almost 4 hours (over 5 hours with the opening band “Bad Religion”). The crowd got everything they expected and more, with the band churning out a set-list comprising a hit after a hit from their 20 year career. Click below to watch video of Eddie announcing the long concert:

Amongst the many moments that really embodied that night’s farewell spirit, was when Vedder brought out 89 year old stagehand Charlie DiFabio, who had worked at the Spectrum since opening day in 1967. Vedder said to the crowd, that Difabio had been working behind the stage for 42 years, tonight he wanted him to know what it felt to be in front of the crowd in a packed stadium. In a way, DiFabio represented the Spectrum’s life that night, and the crowd recognizing that, aptly gave him a standing ovation that even surpassed that of Pearl Jam.

The day before the last night on Oct 31^st, Vedder summed-up the last few days’ sentiments quite aptly when he expressed to the crowd his regrets about letting go of Spectrum: “Why don’t they just save the f-place?” Forty-two years is not that old. I’m 44,” he said, showing off his biceps. Realizing that not even he could save this place from coming down in 2 days he said: “OK, it may be too late to save this place … so lets just f- celebrate it!”

All header images, youtube videos and galleries: Original Copyright Salar Farooki

Additional sources for post:

http://www.billboard.com/news/news/pearl-jam-closes-philly-spectrum-with-epic-1004032358.story#/news/news/pearl-jam-closes-philly-spectrum-with-epic-1004032358.story

http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendId=53308639&blogId=511417790

http://renovomedia.com/news/pearl-jam-to-be-spectrums-last-concert/

http://www.nj.com/gloucester-county/towns/index.ssf/2009/10/pearl_jam_ends_year-long_farew.html

Apparently Eddie Vedder and Trent Reznor have the same taste in cover songs.

I was lucky enough to see them both pay homage to MC5 with a little help from their friends Tom Morello  and Jerry Cantrell.

Pearl Jam w/ Jerry Cantrell

Trent Reznor w/ Street Sweeper Social Club

Again, apologies for the late post. The ship will be righted once more after this weekend.

Artist: Eddie Vedder
Album: Into The Wild: Music For The Motion Picture
Release Date: September 18, 2007

Honestly, I’m probably the wrong person to talk about this album, since I never saw the movie, and thus I have little or no context for how the music fits into the movie. But let’s be real here. It’s solo Eddie Vedder, and does anyone ever need a good reason to post some solo Vedder music? I think not.

Eddie Vedder – Hard Sun [iTunes] (YSI)

==TJ==

PS: For those who called me out on the Across The Universe post, I intend to post my grievances against the film in the near future, I’ve just been busy.

Who knew? Apparently the 2 great musical loves of my life both just loooove to “Kick Out the Jams’ . Watch Trent Reznor and Eddie Vedder pay homage to MC5 . Theyare not alone either. Tom Morello and Jerry Cantrell also join in to kick out the , motherf******  jams.

Strange weekend here at acme eclectic.  I hadn’t intended for it to be a book review weekend, but sometimes these things just happen.

As an added bonus, I can’t even take credit for this particular recommendation.  That actually goes to one Mr. Ed Vedder (courtesy of this post on pearljam.com).

What book is it that spurred Vedder’s interest in passing along the good word to his fans and followers?  Not one of the variety that you might think.  The book in question is The Old Leather Man: Historical Accounts of a Connecticut and New York Legend, authored by Dan DeLuca. 

And here’s why you should care.  The Leatherman is one of those characters that make up the fabric of America.  His legend may be of the regional variety – his old stomping grounds in the Northeast – but the mystery of the man that attracted the people of his day to immortalize Leatherman continues to reverberate.  The study of his soul allows us just a little more insight into the human spirit.

And, if that sounds deep, well I guess it is. 

Leatherman, circa 1885

For more on Leatherman, check out this short documentary (Part I, Part II, & Part III) from 1984.  Originally shown on Connecticut Public Television, and posted to YouTube by Motion Inc., the production might be a little dated but does a great job of whetting the appetite to learn more about Leatherman.

So, you’ve got the book.  You’ve got the documentary.  And, as a bonus, you’ve also got a blistering live performance of Pearl Jam’s ode to Leatherman here.

Here are the lyrics to Pearl Jam’s “Leatherman”, available as a very obscure b-side befitting the very obscure subject of the song:

I heard about a man to whom I may be related. He’s Leatherman.
Died a long time ago in the 1880’s. Leatherman. Leatherman.
Covered with leather but it wasn’t tight. Underneath a moon in the woods at night.
Making the rounds ten miles a day. Once a month they’d spot him and here’s what they’d say:

“Here he comes. He’s a man of the land. He’s Leatherman
Smile on his face. Axe in his pack.
He’s Leatherman. Leatherman. Leatherman.”

Comes out of the caves once a day to be fed.
He wasn’t known to say much but, “Thanks for the bread.”

So, modern day I walk my way with my jacket faded just like a man of leather whom I may be related.
Rolled cigarette for which he’d ask for a light.
Appear to be an animal. Yet, so polite.
Making the rounds ten miles a day. Once a month they’d spot him and here’s what they’d say:

“Here he comes he’s a man of the land. He’s Leatherman.
Smile on his face. Axe in his pack.
He’s Leatherman. Leatherman. Leatherman.”

Leatherman. Leatherman.
Shake his hand. He’s Leatherman. Bake some bread. He’s Leatherman.
Shame he’s dead. I saw his bed.
It’s all that’s left of Leatherman. Leatherman.
Give me some skin. He’s Leatherman.

Hope you find Leatherman’s legacy as interesting as we do here.  Stories like these are the ones worth exploring.

Estallar una botella de champagne contra su casco es el bautizo habitual de un navío. Cuentan los marineros que esta tradición augura para el buque un futuro inequívoco de buenaventura. Por el contrario, si el vidrio soporta el impacto y no derrama su áureo brebaje, se avecina una desgracia inesquivable. Se habría inaugurado entonces un cuaderno de bitácora con tragedia asegurada. Pues bien, hoy en Mundo en ruta hacemos lo propio. Comenzamos nuestro viaje con la desdichada historia de Christopher McCandless. Considérelo, si se quiere, un reto a la superstición. La insolencia natural esperable en el descreimiento de un vagabundo errante.

Lo cierto es que creemos que el espíritu de este joven encarna, mejor que nadie, la aspiración idiosincrática de este blog. La vida de McCandless no corresponde al relato de una fábula lejana; la cercanía temporal de su aventura nos hace aún más comprensible, y todavía más humana, la fuerza irrestricta de sus convicciones. Graduado con honores en la Universidad de Emory (Georgia, EE.UU.) en 1990, perteneció a la primera generación que se enfrentó a la desvalorización absoluta a la que había dado paso el despegue de la posmodernidad. La globalización, la sociedad abierta y el fin de la Historia comenzaban a hacer sus estragos. Una parte de la juventud – la mejor, sin duda – ya no veía nada más allá del sacrosanto nace-compra-trabaja-consume-muere. Nacían los bien conocidos tiempos del anhelo por pasado, la frustración por presente y la incertidumbre por futuro. Christopher, lector ávido e insaciable, halló una expresión atemporal de esta realidad en la novela Walden de H.D.Thoreau: “más que el amor, el dinero o la fama, deseo la verdad. Me senté a una mesa donde había manjares exquisitos y vino en abundancia, rodeado de comensales obsequiosos, pero carente de verdad y sinceridad. Me alejé de esa mesa inhóspita sintiendo todavía hambre. La hospitalidad era tan fría como el hielo”. McCandless subrayó esas palabras en el libro del célebre escritor anarquista.

A pesar de haber cosechado un éxito académico sobresaliente y gozar de una posición social privilegiada – su padre era ingeniero de la NASA y su madre formaba parte del equipo de una gran corporación aeronáutica –, Chris decidió virar el rumbo de su sino. Sin previo aviso, donó los 24.000 $ que había ahorrado, destruyó sus tarjetas de crédito y quemó sus documentos. A los 22 años abandonó su identidad y adoptó el nombre de Alexander Supertramp. Así, emprendió un camino hacia la libertad cuya máxima aspiración era la reconciliación con la naturaleza, lejos de una civilización perversa hasta la médula. De esta forma, inició la aventura hacia su destino soñado: vivir como un asceta en la tierra de la virgen e indómita Alaska. Era la llamada de la selva de su adorado Jack London.

En su huida hacia el norte, Supertramp atravesó, entre otros lugares, Arizona, California y Dakota del Sur. Completó en su ruta una gesta memorable cuando descendió en canoa por el Gran Cañón del Colorado hasta alcanzar las costas del Golfo de California. En abril de 1992, tras dos años de travesía, llegó haciendo autostop a la ciudad de Fairbanks (Alaska). Fue entonces cuando materializó su sueño y, al fin, se adentró caminando en soledad por los bosques de la tierra helada. Allí sobrevivió al eterno frío septentrional y vivió, durante meses, en simbiosis absoluta con un medio hostil hasta lo imposible. Sin embargo, su alma libre tampoco descubrió en la tundra la ansiada paz y, por ello, decidió volver. Jamás lo logró.

Su cadáver en descomposición fue hallado junto a su diario, su cámara fotográfica y sus libros en el interior de un refugio. Con ellos, y con el testimonio de todos aquellos que encontró en su camino, podemos reconstruir hoy su odisea en Mundo en ruta. Y es que, el nombre de Christopher McCandless alcanzó notoriedad pública cuando Jon Krakauer narró su viaje en la novela Hacia rutas salvajes. Asimismo, la magistral reconstrucción cinematográfica homónima dirigida por Sean Penn en 2007 contribuyó a ensalzar la figura de McCandless a la categoría de mito. Así pues, con tal recomendación fílmica – y, por supuesto, musical a cargo del siempre genial Eddie Vedder – cerramos este pequeño homenaje a Chris McCandless o, mejor dicho, Alexander Supertramp.

One eye on the prize, one eye on the eject button. Ear lifted to the sound of an escape hatch. Smelling…me. The only person I want to smell right now. Touching the door knob, tasting a life that may be within reach.

Sensing that satan may have gotten behind me. But I guess it took reading the devil’s email.

True love, true love…it’s the devil’s crowbar.

I’m just disappointed I wasted 5 years of my life. That I was sad for so many years. That…that was that.

But I’m not going to shift blame. That’s only going to land me on “Intervention,” and I’d rather watch that than participate. My own personal intervention will take place when I nap down on my mom’s sofa over Christmas break. Or, perhaps I already had one when I decided that I would be angry instead of devastated.

It’s not like my castle crumbled, or my Andy Wood overdosed. Rather, I guess that I’m going to have to purge, and get rid of some old shoes, and keep burning cigarette holes in pictures, and figure out what really matters in this world, and remember that Eddie Vedder was always right: I’m still alive.

I may have scratches, all over my arms, one from each day since I fell apart, BUT, I’m still alive.

And, dear reader, so are you.

I have a lot of goals for this season! First off, I want to dawn patrol Mount Superior as many times as possible. Hopefully even twice in one day at some point…

Emile Hirsch stars in the movie “Into the Wild.” If you haven’t see it yet, you definitely should. Better yet, you could read the book by Jon Krakauer first. (OK, I’m guilt of not reading the book as well). The soundtrack though is absolutely incredible…all of it is by Eddie Vedder. This is an amazing song that I heard today while doing accounting for SheJumps and it made me think of my goals for the season, and, well, the general beauty that unfolds when we let our souls flow with the wind.

Such is the way of the world
You can never know
Just where to put all your faith
And how will it grow

Gonna rise up
Burning back holes in dark memories
Gonna rise up
Turning mistakes into gold

Such is the passage of time
Too fast to fold
And suddenly swallowed by signs
Low and behold

Gonna rise up
Find my direction magnetically
Gonna rise up
Throw down my ace in the hole