Feet in a kiddie pool, Brian Eno in my ears
Hiya Sternal Journalists,
I’m trying a new thing here which is writing the Sternal Journal FROM the Mailchimp app.
That means I’m using my phone (which is why I don’t have the wonderful Sternal Journal header, I can’t figure it out in mobile). But also, and this is why I’m using the Mailchimp app, it means I’m writing it with my feet in a kiddie pool. Fun, right?
I just tried to send a picture of my foot in the kiddie pool as proof, but I don’t think the app allows you to upload pics you just took, which is LAME.
Okay okay, in the interest of total candor, I perhaps have had a couple of beers which include but are not limited to 21st Amendment Brewing’s Hell or High Watermelon, a beer I used to think was excellent but have lived with beer long enough now to know it’s just nice-mediocre. But, as is the case with every beer I’ve ever met, it is transcendent in the right moment.
And this, I will give you, is the right moment. I’m listening to Brian Eno’s Ambient 1: Music For Airports. I’ve heard of Brian Eno, but I don’t think I’ve ever listened to him before. To say the least, he makes music that is SUPER chill.
And I am feeling SUUUPER chill right now. And even though I do have my feet in a kiddie pool and I have a had a couple 🤙hell-or-highs🤙, it’s this Brian Eno who’s really setting the mood.
But this Brian Eno mood was set by a dear friend of mine named Julian Vargas. And if you’ve read this far, I’ve kind of trapped you.
Because Julian Vargas is crowdfunding for a film and he made the playlist that introduced me to Brian Eno and this transcendent moment, and you too can have access to the playlist and the resultant transcendence if you only donate.
Which you can do here.
Need to know what it’s about before clicking through? Fine, here:
After stumbling onto a crime outside his apartment building, a black man and his white neighbor try and find a reasonable way to deal with the situation. As things become more confusing and evidence begins to disappear both men grapple with the "danger" they see in front of them.
Timely, wouldnt you say? Even timelier, Julian wrote it in 2019 and was planning to start filming in March, but as he put it, he was stopped by “That Darn COVID.” Now is the time to help Julian raise the $17,000 he needs to make this movie while fairly paying the all Black & POC crew he will hire. And if you won’t take my word for it, read this excerpt from Julian’s crowdfunding page:
THAT'S WHERE YOU COME IN WHITE & NON-BLACK PERSON WITH MONEY!
I hate to say it, but I need you. So here's your chance to help get this story made.
By giving me money. Give me money.
Not just to expel your willing participation in white supremacy but to aid an artistic endeavor that I could add to this moment of real change being effected. In 3 weeks this country moved faster than it has in 40+ years, probably the most it has since the King Riots. That doesn't mean we should take our feet off the gas.
But if you're still not convinced......
If you answer YES to any of these questions, you're obligated to donate to this campaign.
- Did you like Get Out? Well, get out your debit card.
- Did your opinion of police change in the last 2 weeks? You owe me reparations.
- Did you text your 1 black friend after day 4 of protests? Give $25 minimum.
- more questions to come...
Compelling argument, wouldn’t you say? So give it a click! Give Julian a few bucks! And once you’ve done that, you can go find my episode of Talking Raps w/ Julian Vargas where he regaled me with a whole slab of beef lore I was not privy to. Podcaster! Filmmaker! He’s got everything!
And then next week, an update on that Hot Dog on a Train.
My feet are still in a kiddie pool. You’re all still great.
<3,
Julian
PS hey! I did all that from 11% battery down to 3%! THRILLING