Hello Chicago, Illinois John Hughes was a fan of mine One time we got on the phone We talked for six hours Then at the end he said "Mark, why are you callin'?" I said "John, I'm so sorry to ask you this But could I please borrow 15 thousand dollars?" He said "Sure Mark But hey, you could have mentioned it earlier in the conversation" I said "Yeah, but I like your behind-the-scenes stories of National Lampoon's Vacation And Ferris Bueller's Day Off and 101 Dalmatians"
Then we got off the phone And I'll forever be grateful for John's contribution to my life For he released Red House Painters - Songs for a Blue Guitar He said "Mark, I believe in you You are a bright shining star" I said "But hey, you're the guy who made the movie Home Alone" He said "But you're young and on the rise And I'm just an old man living in Chicago"
Then I heard the news that John died Just as I was walking on stage in New York And in honor of his passing I played his favorite cover of mine, All Mixed Up John Hughes made wonderful movies That the whole family could enjoy So for John Hughes Everybody in Chicago make some fuckin' noise
John was full of love for his family And he loved music deeply He used The Smiths - Back To The Old House in Pretty in Pink That movie with Ducky John believed in film making And film making certainly believed in him And I lost a piece of my heart When John Hughes' life came to an end
Anyhow, now I'm gonna get on to something else It's time to join together now Forget about planet hatred-hell Take a moment to notice something nice about someone And pay them a compliment Don't be an aloof fucking deadbeat With your feet stuck in the cement Put your phones away Smell the roses and quit all this hating It's boomeranging back into our faces And now the earth is quaking
Get in bed with your lover tonight And shut off that laptop And start making love, not war For this could be the last day you're living And if you don't believe me, then ask Mr Leonard Cohen Or the young boy who fell off the cliff last summer Or Exodus who died on a treadmill The daughter of Mike Tyson Or Jose Fernandez who died in a boat crash If I'm not mistaken And if you're thinking "I don't know what this guy is talking about" Someday you'll get a call that's your worst nightmare And then you'll figure it out So let's be kind and quit spewing all this negative hating Quit pouting like babies on Twitter For it just keeps ricocheting hatred around the planet And it's destroying our nation and causing alienation Fuck the media All they are doing to you is provoking Taking your money and getting ratings and your attention And they leave you confused and heartbroken
You want to do some good Go out into the street And find a person who is suffering in the gutter Give them a hug and say "I love you" For they are your brother Get out into the street And find a person who is lonely And dying of hunger Tell them you love them For they are your sister or your brother
And if you got a brother or a sister Who is suffering from sickness or depression Hold them in your arms And tell them just how much you love them Cause one day you might call them And they might not pick up the phone Somebody else will answer and say "I'm sorry They've left the world You better come home" Now I'm gonna steal a line from the band The Young Bloods "Come on people now Smile on your brother Everybody get together Try to love one another right now"
Now I'm gonna steal a line from The Hollies If I may steal another "He ain't heavy He's my brother"
It's nice to be here in Chicago, Illinois Rest in peace, Leonard Cohen You're an angel above us With a mockingbird soul So are you, John Hughes You both brought us so much happiness, inspiration and joy I'm gonna read a letter from a fan That I got the day after that show in Chicago
"November 16, 2016 Robert, I just wanted to write a brief letter to say how grateful I was to see Jesu/Sun Kil Moon in Chicago on Sunday I had driven about 5 hours from St. Louis to be there The death of Leonard Cohen a few days before had affected me so much that there was a question of whether or not I would be emotionally up for the trip But I had never seen Mark before, someone who I admired just as much And it was that thought that got me into the car and up to the venue I was one of about 3 or 4 die-hards who were standing against the stage when Jesu set up and began to play Mark came on stage and asked everyone to draw in closer which immediately made the room feel like a safe and intimate place The newest verses of Bombs that led into their cover of Famous Blue Raincoat touched me very deeply In retrospect, it wasn't something that I was prepared for But it hit me very hard, and from then until the end of the night I was either in tears or not far from them Someone else in the audience mentioned that the show was immediate and direct, and that's exactly what it was In the last few years there's been increasingly less and less distance between Mark's experiences and the words that he writes Leaving the emotions uncovered and there for us all to tap into He and Justin were in perfect sync I'm sure it's hell to put yourself out there like that But it meant a lot to me and the people who were all there that night and after 3 hours of it all I was a total snotty mess But Mark reached out to clasp my hand on the last chord of the last song, Beautiful You, and thanked us for being there I'll never forget that I don't need a response but if you could pass this on to Mark and Justin I'd be grateful God bless Greg"Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.