i feel like crap right now, but i will see this movie in the theater…
Yay! The Fishbone doc “Everyday Sunshine” opens in LA today. I’m excited and nervous. Fishbone was huge for me. If there was ever a band logo to be tattooed on any part of my body, it would have been theirs. No, really. Of course, I thought better of it, but still. It’s love and it’s complicated.
There was a great article in the NY Times earlier this month about Fishbone and “Everyday Sunshine.” I hadn’t read it until today because even though I’m excited to see the film, I’m anxious about what gets left out. I’ve become a bit protective of the music and the stories of musicians whose work spoke (and speaks) to so many parts of me since the Tribe doc. It wasn’t that it was bad, I just felt like something was missing even as I rapped along to every song. At a really important time in my life, when I needed to see the complexity reflected and only saw one and two dimensional ideas of black, I was lucky enough to find Fishbone. The NYT article captured so much of what I think about when I wonder why so many people didn’t see and feel what I couldn’t resist back then. If Jody Rosen’s piece was following the film’s lead on the issues as well as the drama, then I really think this could be something great.
This weekend, I get to see a story that needs to be told. And, man, I hope it’s told well.
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If the trailer is a true reflection of the documentary, then I predict that I will fall helplessly in love with Fishbone again. The twentieth anniversary of my first real rock show–Fishbone at The Riviera in Chicago–is fast approaching, and it’s important for me to reconnect with this band at the safest distance. But something tells me that they will permeate the boundaries. After all, it’s their speciality.
There is so much to the doc that I, honestly, will be unpacking it for a long time. I can’t wait for you to see it next month in Chicago. ♥
Oh, yeah. Listening to a lot of Kendall Jones and John Bigham-era Fishbone. I’ve been walking around gripping a phantom guitar pick between my fingertips. I need to start playing again. Okay, trying to learn to play, again. ♥