Horrify in a good way, eh? I'm intrigued! Can you say more?
I think so. he kind-of shook his head and muttered to himself, like "did I mean to do that? I can't remember." I have told this story a few places else-net, but it basically goes like this.
When I was a kid I had severe nightmares around the Red Bull from The Last Unicorn. I saw the film at a party when I was seven and it gave me a deep existential terror. I carried that for a long time, and it faded, like most childhood terrors do, and then, I was in college, doing a degree in bible and I was reading the book of Psalms and I came to the part where the enemies of the Jews threaten to drive them into the sea and cover their footprints, and I had one of those "oh!" moments.
So yeah, I shared that thought and that history with him, and he had a similar "oh!" moment. We're both Jewish, and we kind of mutually agreed that there's something very powerful in drawing on an ancestral terror and memory.
(and do you meet him often?!)
I've met him twice, or possibly three times? I think the first time was when he was guest at a Consonance. He remembers me mostly as a friend of cadhla's.
cadhla once surprised him with a drawing agrumer did of the Red Bull in the style of My Little Pony (before the current craze, this was circa 2003) which we called My Little Red Bull. Apparently seeing it made him laugh so hard that coffee came out of his nose. So, I feel good about that.
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I think so. he kind-of shook his head and muttered to himself, like "did I mean to do that? I can't remember." I have told this story a few places else-net, but it basically goes like this.
When I was a kid I had severe nightmares around the Red Bull from The Last Unicorn. I saw the film at a party when I was seven and it gave me a deep existential terror. I carried that for a long time, and it faded, like most childhood terrors do, and then, I was in college, doing a degree in bible and I was reading the book of Psalms and I came to the part where the enemies of the Jews threaten to drive them into the sea and cover their footprints, and I had one of those "oh!" moments.
So yeah, I shared that thought and that history with him, and he had a similar "oh!" moment. We're both Jewish, and we kind of mutually agreed that there's something very powerful in drawing on an ancestral terror and memory.
(and do you meet him often?!)
I've met him twice, or possibly three times? I think the first time was when he was guest at a Consonance. He remembers me mostly as a friend of