Thursday, June 21, 2012

"tells the story of Dick Drake, an overeducated, middle-aged historian and political scientist living in a remote shack in western Montana. Banished by academia, he holds a grudge against society and its inequities. Abandoned by his long-suffering wife, he spends his days studying environmentalist tracts and selling fresh flowers from the back of a pickup truck along the lonesome state highways.  Bundled up next to his wood stove during a blizzard, he dreams of driving a sleek Lincoln Continental through the deserted streets of an ancient city. Rolling to a stop at a glowing, desolate intersection, he revs the car’s engine... and everything changes. A blend of classic and new, it echoes the Velvet Underground, Neil Young, the Band, Brian Wilson, Marty Robbins, Captain Beefheart, and — in a fleeting moment — KC and the Sunshine Band. “When you’re going down a waterslide, you’re happy and exhilarated, free of worry and full of anticipation. And when you get to the end, you’re submerged, almost as an exclamation, in this clear, blue water. It reminds us of the fleetingly perfect moments in our lives."

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