Longshot: First look

One of the amazing things about art is trying to understand where exactly it comes from.



It's a ridiculous thing to live in a hyper-rational world where pundits and scholars and experts from every field work to break things down to their most basic constituents. In the end, there is nothing, they say. Nothing of substance. No mystery. Everything is just a random collection of the mundane.

It's reductionist nonsense and a total misapplication of the intellect. And if we invest in it we run the risk of rendering our lives meaningless. Our existence is drained of all power and potential.

In reality, our day to day lives have far less to do with reason and much more to do with passion and hope. There is no formula or computation that guarantees tomorrow. We take tomorrow on faith.

The music that you will hear on July 1st is what was collectively spoken in our first meeting after 20 years apart. Great art has a way of distilling the present and, in its loftiest moments, anticipating the future. The fact that we would ever work together again was a long shot. That anything worthwhile would come out of it was a long shot. That it would matter to others remains a long shot.

That dog go lame you know that
he gonna get the bullet
and when your horse go down
she gonna get the same
I ain’t got no legs to stand
and you need more than my good name

I’m starting to think there’s something wrong here

You know what they do to a racehorse with a broken leg? They put it down. And the man who delivers the bullet sees himself as merciful.

But who ran that horse down to begin with? Where was that mercy when the horse had legs to stand?

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