Film / Stuart

Amazing movie (even if the ending was disappointing): Ponette

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Today’s quote from Stuart Murdoch:

“My foot’s an ongoing thing. It’s been bugging me for years. I can’t kick the football with my right foot, and I’m right-footed. I just run around the park these days like an impotent little chicken. But I can’t not go because I’d be missing out. I broke a bone about three years ago, but I didn’t realise it, and it healed funny. I went to a foot specialist recently and she said ‘You’ve broken a bone, it’s healed funny’ ‘What can you do?’ ‘Not very much’ But she strapped me up, and that’s the reason my foot is hurting, because the strapping gave me cramp!

“When I’m about to die I’m going to go to a swamp so that I will topple in when the time comes. In 50000 years when they dig me up, pretty well preserved, the scientists will have to work out what sort of life I lead from my bone structure and teeth, and what not. Maybe I’ll be clutching a Felt record or something to give them a clue. Well, they’ll look at my foot and say ‘This man broke a bone and it’s healed funny.’ And they’ll look at the Felt record, analysing the grooves with a Groove Analyser and they’ll say ‘He was obviously in an indie band and one day the pressure got too much, and he booted a wall.’ And they wouldn’t be far from the truth, those crazy scientists.”

And then, he talks about writing songs, which is like me and writing poetry and prose:

“It starts with a feeling, just this odd feeling that springs up from nowhere, and I clumsily try turn the feeling into a song because I want to pass the feeling on.”

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