One of the not-so-cool things about movie-making are the early call-times. To wit: 5:30am Sunday morning. Which meant that I had to wake up at 3:30am, to leave my place by 4am. Not so cool. The transit system is filled with homeless people and bleary-eyed fratboys coming down from a night of 'good times'. With that being said, there is this surreal calm that permeates everything. Almost haunted.
The only thing for a boy to do waiting for the J-M-Z train at Canal St at Five in the morning is to listen to music.
I've rediscovered Tracy Chapman's 'Fast Car'. What a brilliant song. It's such an amazing narrative, filled with hope, beauty and eventually sadness. But it's also empowering in a carpe diem way.
We gotta make a decision
We leave tonight or live and die this way
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