Head over to Paste Magazine and read Ben Gibbard's essay entitled "The Meaning of Life" while you listen to Death Cab's new Album, Narrow Stairs. His writing does not disappoint in print or song.Ben's description of Kerouac's imagery and blueprint for life is dead-on. I remember folding over the corners of pages in Big Sur so I could go back and reread sentences (paragraphs) that perfectly illustrated what I could not myself put into words. I sat on that ugly yellow couch in my college room and thought I had the world all figured out.
Ha!
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Ah the ugly yellow couch. I spent a lot of time trying to figure out shit on that thing too.
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