Mood:
d'ohTopic: "Five Easy Pieces" (4)
Last evening, Kris Kristofferson appeared with Steven Colbert. Kristofferson has always been an enigma to Frodo, not only because he is a Harvard-educated Rhodes Scholar in an environment where most of his peers are barely literate (and believe me, dear reader, Frodo knows), but because he has wasted so much of his talent on addictions. Watching him last night, hoping Colbert might ask him to sing "Me and Bobby McGee," or "Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down," Frodo was struck by how much older, and more feeble, this very talented man has become. Apparently, lifestyle catches up with all, eventually.
When, jokingly, asked about wading into the surf, nude, again, with Barbara Streisand, even Kristofferson had to acknowledge that "old men" bear little charm beyond sadness at what once was. Colbert maintained that his "old man" image had its own attractiveness. He concluded with two verses, accompanied on his own guitar, of "Help Me Make it Through the Night," and Frodo was sated.
Frodo was recently asked to compile a list of his favorite cinema productions, and he found reason to politely beg off. Frodo has always admired the producer, more than the product. Frodo will listen to anything written by Lionel Ritchie, or Willie Nelson, John Lennon, or Fats Domino. Kristofferson is among those who wend words that Frodo recites in symphonic memory.
After tonight the number changes, hence the topic. By chance it seems, Frodo's total presentations will then be a combination of very lucky numbers. Given our present distress, and our "head so full of dreams" (for those who have never seen "The Elephant Man" on stage), it is appropriate that we march forward with a prayer for hope and good luck. Like an old man with a song on his lips, Frodo thinks about the early morning light.
