Comments on: The Decemberists, writers of fictions http://www.owlspotting.com/2007/04/27/the-decemberists-writers-of-fictions/ Writings and whereabouts Thu, 21 Aug 2008 00:30:46 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.6 By: Josh http://www.owlspotting.com/2007/04/27/the-decemberists-writers-of-fictions/#comment-27849 Josh Wed, 16 May 2007 21:17:20 +0000 http://www.owlspotting.com/2007/04/27/the-decemberists-writers-of-fictions/#comment-27849 Fuck that was a great concert-- easily one of the best I've seen in a long time. I actually like them A LOT more after seeing them. Fuck that was a great concert– easily one of the best I’ve seen in a long time. I actually like them A LOT more after seeing them.

]]> By: luiza http://www.owlspotting.com/2007/04/27/the-decemberists-writers-of-fictions/#comment-25930 luiza Sat, 28 Apr 2007 01:38:23 +0000 http://www.owlspotting.com/2007/04/27/the-decemberists-writers-of-fictions/#comment-25930 me too :) I was lucky to reach Urbana when they were the talk of the town. First song I ever heard by them was Engine Driver and that was all it took. I still get shivers each time I listen to it. The Decemberists, along the beautiful real honest books and stories I was reading (and a little writing) at the time helped me overcome the fear of being 'ridiculous' (for want of a better word, but hey, it's late). At the end of the day, if honest and well told, grand gestures, large emotions, big words and tragic stories teach us about what is most human and alive in us. And, boy, are there stories to tell... me too :) I was lucky to reach Urbana when they were the talk of the town. First song I ever heard by them was Engine Driver and that was all it took. I still get shivers each time I listen to it.

The Decemberists, along the beautiful real honest books and stories I was reading (and a little writing) at the time helped me overcome the fear of being ‘ridiculous’ (for want of a better word, but hey, it’s late). At the end of the day, if honest and well told, grand gestures, large emotions, big words and tragic stories teach us about what is most human and alive in us. And, boy, are there stories to tell…

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