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Peyton’s Podcast 7 – How a Resurrection Really Feels
Hi guys! How ya doin’? It’s Peyton. I’m gonna keep this one short and sweet and simply say happy holidays to everyone! See I’d like to say merry Christmas, but someone might get offended. Can you believe that? You mean, you wanna wish someone a merry Christmas and they all get politically correct and sour these days. But, I’m not gonna go there. And do you know why? Because there is a song by a band called Strays Don’t Sleep and the song’s called For Blue Skies and it has me so blissed out that even a grinchy scrooge tag team can’t bring me down.
Anyway, Strays Don’t Sleep, they’re this band that Matthew Ryan put together and you guys know I love Matthew Ryan because he’s like poetry with an acoustic guitar. Anyway, he put this band together and they released a disc in the U.K. under Sinead O’Connor’s label, which has me wondering you think you can wish Sinead O’Connor a merry Christmas or would she go all Saturday Night Live Pope angry? Someone should try it. Then again, even if she did flip out, I’d still love her coz she’s friggin’ Sinead O’Connor! OK. Where was I? Man, I’m all over the place tonight.
Um, yeah. Strays Don’t Sleep. So, I’m in the record store, digging through the import bin and my friend Mark who works there who’s like 30 but looks 25, acts 18, cute; um knows I love Matthew Ryan you know, and he says ‘hey, have you heard his new band?’ and I say ‘hell no! give it up!’ so he puts on ‘for blue skies’ and for 6 minutes, the world just… falls away. And I’m sitting in a record store, a public place, and I feel like I’m alone. But still connected to the world, and I wanna cry, and I wanna hug Matthew Ryan, I wanna kiss Mark, and I want the world to hear the song and at the same time I don’t want anyone to hear it. Ever. I just want it to be mine.
And I think, if I kiss Mark, you know and things go well, eventually we get married, then he breaks my heart coz he’s selfish and possessive and suddenly seems really old, I’m taking this song in the divorce, you know? It’ll be all I need to get through it. Then the refrain starts, the final refrain, and it’s preaching forgiveness and I think ‘maybe those imaginary things that Mark did, maybe I should let him off the hook. You know, give him a second chance. I mean, he is cute and he loves me and we had some really, really great times together’ and there in a nutshell is the road that I travelled during those 6 gorgeous, heartbreaking, hopeful, tragic moments of a song that you probably never even heard. I started an imaginary affair with a 30 year old record store clerk and we were married and divorced and ended up feeling nostalgic for a relationship that never happened. I’m in college now, kinda wacky.
Anyway, um, John Lennon once sang, ‘so this is Christmas and what have you done?’ so, now I’m asking. What have you done? I’m asking myself the same thing, you know? What have I done this year to make the world a beter place? Or at least to make someone’s world a better place. And if the answer’s not much, well, I dunno, there’s still time. I dunno, do something nice this holiday season. Make somebody’s world a little bit brighter. Or maybe just follow the lead of Strays Don’t Sleep and forgive somebody. Even if it’s just for six blissful minutes. And for me, and Sinead O’Connor, and John Lennon and Mark, the record store guy who never knew what he coulda had with me, merry Christmas. And for those of you who’re offended by that, merry Christmas. See ya next six.
Well, I must say, this has caused me to stop and think about the more important things that have to do with this holiday season… What have I done?
As Peyton asks, what have you done?
Have a good one and end the year in the best way that you know how.
Nothin’ but love,
<3
Purple background with black block text reading “Gay Pride” with white text over reading “I wonder how much easier my life would be if I was straight.”
I wonder this all of the time.
This reminds me of my first love. He was a football playing, slutty girl fucking, blue-eyed beauty. The sad thing is that he loved me, he just didn’t want anyone but me to know.
LGBTQ* Marriage / Same-Sex Marriage Debate
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