YouTube Tuesday: Tears, Etc.

Today was a long, hard day. I felt scattered and unproductive. On edge. At my most focused, I felt unworthy of words. I did, however, shovel the walkway three times. So that’s something.

Crazy Heart

At one point today, I just wanted to cry. Over Jeff Bridges. I think Crazy Heart is my new obsession. And I haven’t seen it yet. Show me a broken man and I’ll cry. That’s how it works. And then, thanks to the magic of cinema, we’ll somehow climb out of the mess together.

(Soundtracks also make me cry. Sometimes I fear that I’ll be dry-eyed at major life events to come if James Horner isn’t conducting an orchestra behind me.)

Jeff Bridges’ interview with Vanity Fair made me love him. He still carries with him a photo of his wife at the first moment he asked her out. She said no. And 35 years later…. Sigh.

Speaking of broken men….

Real Men Cry

When Grown Men Cry. Fascinating photographs taken of famous men in tears. Daniel Craig’s caught me off guard. I feel as though I’m intruding on a really vulnerable moment and want to hold his hand and promise him that he’s safe with me. But here I am, exploiting his pain on a blog….

I told someone last month that real men cry. And then had to make sure that I meant it and wasn’t just quoting some song by The Elms.

I do mean it. Very much so. It’s real and raw and terrifying and beautiful to see the walls collapse and the ego set aside.

Hero of War

I was writing yesterday, minding my own business, with Rise Against playing in the background. Because I was trying to stay focused, I refused to slow down and really listen. And then “Hero of War” started playing and shook me up a bit.

I love the simplicity. And the lack of subtlety. It doesn’t need a video. The song is the story.

More on Rise Against later. Because they’re officially awesome. And because “Hero of War” isn’t even my favorite. (Thanks, Francy. Another music-matchmaking win.)

Anything make you (almost) cry recently?