Guest post this week from yet another one of my favorites (can’t help it), Australian singer-songwriter Shane Nicholson. Buy his records. All of them.
Dear Pluto,
I’ve been thinking for a while now, that possibly you are finding it extremely cold and lonely out there at the edge of the solar system. Not to mention, with the time it takes you to orbit the sun, the years must surely feel to be moving very slowly.
I’m sure you’ve seen a few interesting things travelling past in your time…possibly even an earth-made contraption madly snapping photographs of you as it drifted by, but not stopping to spend any time with you, never to return…
how cheap and used you must feel!
You and I have something in common. We spend our time away from the cluster of other bodies, and always take the long way round. Sometimes we long to be in the midst of all the action, but with all that jostling for space and being bombarded by flying debris and fragments of old collisions, we realise we are much better off on the outer rim, watching from afar as everyone else crashes into one another, does their best to avoid one another, or slowly moves further away from each other.
Oh, what a perfect metaphor you are, Pluto.
The one thing I have that you don’t is music. I think if I was stuck way out there past the gas giants without my iPod I’d go crazy. I’ll have my people talk your people (NASA) and see what we can organise…
there may be an mp3 player heading your way on the next interplanetary mission. I’ll pre-load it with Mike Oldfield’s Music of The Spheres. You’ll love it!
You know, it’s time we send our music out into space anyway, for sometimes it seems there just isn’t any room left for it down here.
I’ll be in touch,
Shane.
[Yes, that's his wife, Kasey Chambers]
12/1/08 | Comments (0)
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