By tully | "Boredom at Its Boredest" by Michael Tully October 3, 2005 at 12:52PM
A few weeks ago, my newly-turned 25-year-old cousin John visited me from Galway to perform his annual American Holiday. While up here, he tried to slip into an open mic somewhere, but it never worked out. Though he just graduated from medical school and is currently working 80-hour weeks as a hospital intern, he has continued to develop his skills as a musician. He even went so far as to record a six-song demo.
Anyway, after a few days, he left me in NYC to visit my sister Carol in Nashville. Carol was housesitting for the one and only David Berman--American treasure, genius poet, and Silver Jews henchman--who she has somehow befriended. When she and John picked up Berman and his dreamy wife Cassie from the airport, John decided to hand a demo to David. No pressure either way.
The next day, Berman called Carol telling her that he thought John was the Irish Townes Van Zandt. And then shit got REALLY interesting.
Head over to www.hifiny.com and www.joonr.com to read the exciting conclusion and listen to John's surefire hit, "Song From Limbo." I'm telling you, it's a goddamn motherfucking HIT.
After the events of this past week, I'm starting to believe that even the most ridiculous, unfathomable dreams come true. Until the next downfall, I will remain hopeful and thankful and positive.
(Next update will be film-focused, I promise.)