I just watched The Devin and Daniel Johnston.
Now at home I'm sitting at home listening to "The Microphones - Recorded Live in Japan" LP that I bought today.
I will never be as brilliant as Daniel Johnston, or Phil Elvrum. It's killing me.



At the end of the movie, we went back and watched the special feature where Daniel Johnston meets Laurie for the first time in 26 years... and I cried.
Imagine that 26 years after his banishment from Florence, Dante was given the chance to tell Beatrice how she inspired him. How he loved her.
And in that meeting she held him and let him kiss her face.

That's what it felt like to watch.


Heaven bless and keep those who have pined. They lived in hell.