yes, the latest finds in the music and visual stimulus world is the band Meg and Dia as you really ought to know by now if you call yourself a reader... they are a pair, sisters, who write and perform words and music that irrigate my soul and stimulate my mind and caress my heart and tease all of my senses... how I'd love to sit them on my lap and unabridged listen to the story of their lives complete with hopes, dreams, wishes, and fantasies for a few days... they can take turns sleeping on my shoulders and telling me their stories... I don't ask for much, aye?...

who's kidding?

ah, but I do love to indulge my harmless attachments and emotional adoptions... and I've certainly adopted Meg and Dia whole heartedly because they are brilliant, talented, creative, and adorable... a potent combination that could have me melting if they so desired... as it is, I am singing along with many of their songs as if they wrote them just for me, which is a wonderful sign of healing and awakening for me... they deserve infinite thanks and praise and rewards for that... so I tell them I love them and send them wishes for great success...

and Meg actually left me a couple of a messages on myspace... I may have left her speechless with my last response (or perhaps she already got a restraining order... I jest... I hope... I grin, sheepishly), but then, she is a very busy hard working singer songwriter musician singer and member of the band currently on tour everywhere but Florida... I'm saving up to take the band to dinner when they finally get to Orlando... hopefully that will be before they get too big to actually accept dinner from a fan...

anyway, I'll include what I wrote back to Meg (the last message I sent) and you can tell me if I broke too many PC rules or was too familiar or came off as a jerk or stalker or pervert or some such undesirable monster that lives under the bed or in the closet or somewhere equally dark and scary... and remember, don't try this at home...

Hi Meg :)

I'll obviously never grow up (and I feel like the luckiest guy in the universe because of that)... I bounced around like it was my first birthday when I saw you responded (it's not cuz you're famous, it's cuz I am so moved by your whole package (words, music, band, energy, look)... it's about the unique mix you guys put into music and the vocals are scary fun...

I was sad to read about Kenji, hoping he will finish the tour, but if his heart isn't in it, you need to find someone who's heart is in it... hopefully this wasn't caused by a relationship break up (but whatever the real emotions in the band, grab the pen and put them into your magical Meg brain and write something that'll blow everyone away - and help healing if healing is needed)...

there's something about you and your sister that has the paternal instinct in me revved up (better than the libido, I suppose, but don't either of you ever doubt whether you are powerfully beautiful and sexy... whatever chemistry means in attractions, I admit the young boy in me stared speechless and lost track of time and where I was when Dia just stood there and smiled after I saw you guys at Warped Tour - the vulnerability was powerfully precious and I pray it can be preserved... so typical I suppose, but it's not as if all I think about is sitting around making love to you... Dia, on the other hand (you're supposed to be laughing now, if not, oops, my silly humor doesn't always work, but seriously it wasn't until I got your CDs weeks later and sat down with your words that I fell in love with your words and music and became positively obsessed with listening)...

and being that I was blaring the Beatles in the sixties, it's best that I focus on the paternal instinct (subtle-as-a-brick understatements amuse me... and hopefully you find the laughter in this that I do as my sense of humor is beyond irreverent and rarely fully understood, but somehow I think you are {and want you to be} brilliant enough to figure me out)...

or maybe you will just accept the gift of words, so here's putting my money where my mouth is so to speak - you and Dia and only you and Dia are welcome to, if you have time, want to look, and find anything worth your while, take any of my words and put them to music... sometimes I write pure crap, but not always and I would love it if I could somehow inspire you because if I could choose someone to put music to my words, it would be you and if I could choose someone to sing my words, it would be the two of you...

forget it if you have no interest or find no inspiration, but seriously, if any of the thousands of rhymes I have online inspire you, call it yours...

or maybe you'd just prefer dinner :)

whatever comes of our momentary sharing, I thank you and Dia for inspiring me, for helping wake a long sleeping part of me, and (I hope) for letting me feel like I might bring a real smile into your actual offline real world... excuse me while I go write a love song (and I'm only half joking, but laughter is great :)

ok, most seriously - between the two of you, you truly do inspire me in every way... I've been writing in rhyme all through this life (my first Doctor was Dr. Seuss) and it's fun, creative release, therapy, communication, and catharsis for me... I hope you don't mind if I let it out in my rhymes because it is through words that I try to express my appreciation and feelings... but if you do not want me to fall in love with you and Dia in words, I'll respect that and find other inspiration...

hopefully that makes sense...

and I've probably taken up way more of your time than you have to spare, but if you've read all the way to here (could you be that bored? :P), I hope you find the amusement in my harmless teasing (I am harmless, really, so harmless it's sad cuz I'm all alone in the world and I really have so much love to share, sob)...

the person I tease most is myself and I am hard core cut throat sarcastic, so don't pity me, unless, of course, it is endearing :)

wait, a moment of complete seriousness - if you do actually want to know me and ever wonder what I mean and ant to know, just as a serious question and you will get a completely serious answer with total respect... cuz sharing seriousness and meaningfulness and truly getting to know someone is what life is about... and the most fun I can imagine... seriously...

and if you blow me off I'll still be in love with your music and simply fantasize about being trusted and respected and adored by you and Dia and I'll make fun of myself by posting my adoration for you in my babblings online cuz heck, if I can't have fun with rejection, what good is it :)

so for now, I adopt you... there, you have another family member... fit me in wherever you'd like (I won't suggest where I'd like to be until you know me better :)

and when you smile, I melt, it's magical
and when you sing, I tremble, it's beautiful
and when you play, I burst out laughing inside
and you take me back to all the tears I never cried
if I said it didn't matter, I lied
if I said I didn't love you, I lied

and just the thought of holding you thrills me
and just the thought of that forbidden kiss
and just the thought of loving you spills me
I never thought I'd ever feel like this

sheesh, I'll stop now before my foot goes any further down my throat... if you respond to this, then I know you're amazingly crazy (it's a good thing) and we could just be strangely related family (or maybe just strange)... maybe we'll communicate in rhyme and make something beautiful together... yeah, I'm a dreamer, like John Lennon and Don Quixote and Kermit the frog (though I'm not as green as I used to be), and I believe we are all one big dysfunctional family (human beings, that is) and the only thing that'll save us is laughing at ourselves for our self-important pomposities and taking the love and trust seriously...

so I do and that's my part :)

want more, just encourage me... and in the immortal words of one of the greatest philosophers of all time, baby you can drive my car (I already love you)... and the deeper meaning (there is more seriousness in my irreverence than most care to know) is that I choose to trust you... inspire me if you will, and trust whatever comes of it...

I'm so glad we spent this time together...

hope it was fun for you too :)

ric
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PS... hey, I love words... I'm not always insightful, but I almost always have fun :)

so there I am, groupie in training trying to impress my idols or sage musicologist passing as a frantic fan?... only my hairdresser knows for sure and I haven't had a hairdresser since I was sixteen... but hey, Meg responded to the first one saying she loved my babbling... maybe I misunderstood someone just trying to be polite and sell more records... but I will believe what I want to believe and I believe Meg and Dia are two angels sent to bring me the precise elixir to finish the healing and recovery project I've been subconsciously working on since Toronto and take me to that final one step away from the ultimate healing that only comes from moving on to another great love affair...

so thanks to my darling angels Meg and Dia, ready or not world, here I come...

to be continued...

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