Umm I'm listening to Bright Eyes at an alarming level to the point that if a female (of any appearence) would approache me.. well, you know the rest. The first BE (as my sister and I call them) show in Boston this year was met with a lot of head scratching, and I still have not sumitted my Relix review for these bastards. I realize that Conor's mistique is to fuck with the heads of his fans, thus challenging them in No Code fashion to see who remains but boy. I purchased tickets for the next tour (of course) on the whim that I hear anything from the Every Day And Every Night EP (which I won't) as it is genius. That is my introverted way of recommending it. Please YouTube this son of a bitch.

At what point does the parent become the child? I mean this in the nicest possible way. When does the child and parent compile a confidant relationship. When does the child start making their own decisions that are universally endorsed by the former parent to the tune that they no longer punish, guide, or so much as question. When the child starts paying rent? When the child makes more money than the parent? When the child accomplishes more? TV programs as little as they provide lead us to believe that the child will always be in the shadow. The key is for the child to eclipse, then sit with the parent and discuss issues, as equal adults, the parent always wiser, knowing that they have taught their offspring so well. The lines are completely blurry, and certainly, this phonomena happens for different ages of all types; but the key is that it happens. I don't know when this stage will happen for me, but it scares the hell out of me. I only hope I don't fuck it up.