Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Close Your Eyes, and Let Me Kiss You
In case anyone thinks my weblog post title promiscuously original [or just plain promiscuous], let me just first say that it cites a line from a song on Betsy's latest CD mixtape edition of the Tim Spence Experiment, which mixtape I listened to on my way home to Saint Louis from Kalamazoo, and I couldn't help but think how apropos the line was to how I felt about Kalamazoo this year. Obviously, it is late at night [just trust me on this one] and I need to go to bed, and I will be writing several fuller posts about the Congress as the week progresses, but I did not want to let the night pass without expressing my emotions. To Jeffrey Cohen, to Betsy McCormick, to Myra Seaman, to Karl Steel, to Justin Brent, to Nicola Masciandaro, to Anna Klosowska, to Dan Remein, to Christine Neufeld, to Mary Kate Hurley, to Robin Norris, and beyond . . . . close your eyes, and let me kiss you. Or, as Patti Labelle once put it at the end of a concert, "I love you, I love you all, but I gotta go."