Hi! Thank you a lot. <3
I really love receiving those asks, despite not receiving many. I would be very happy to talk whenever anyone feel free to, so you can always come here.
I had a link for the film but it is no longer available… I’m sorry. I’ll try to find it somewhere and then I post here for you.
"River was totally different," Van Sant continues. "He has this kind of Mozart quality of just burying himself completely in research. He does it through a sort of osmosis; everything you give him feeds into this plant that’s growing out of the information he’s got. He tape-records things, and talks to people; he has his own sources. It’s more tactile: River will create something out of mixed media – film, writing, records, people talking, this whole wild thing. With Keanu, you give him a book, he’ll read the book. River might read part of the book, and if he’s interested he’ll read the whole book. Keanu will read what you give him like you were giving him instructions: he follows them."
As long as we keep supporting each other, none of us will be alone. <3
That’s one of the gifts River gave to us, this connection.
And thank so much. Lots of love for you! :)
“Happy birthday (a day belated) to that beautiful soul called River Phoenix. He would have been 44 had his flame not dimmed so early. But while he burned brightly, I was blessed to cross his path several times, and he was every bit that delicate combination of earth-bound yet ethereal that can often weigh down those bestowed with greatness and purpose. And tragically, It proved too much to handle. I loved him as artist and human- and will PETA Benefit Concert in 1989 at the Beacon Theater in New York where River performed live for the first time with his band Aleka’s Attic- which was Seattle Alternative two years before ‘grunge’ was even a musical sub-genre. An unlikely lovely addition to the party was my dear late friend Calvert DeForrest (aka Larry “Bud” Melman) and his pal, character actor Frank Colangelo. Together we organized to bring attention to cruelty against gentle creatures. At the time, little did I realize dear River was the most fragile creature of all… and would be broken and gone a few years later. I miss him. I cherish him. “I’ll see ya when I see ya…” - Tim Sullivan
Sunflower has already done it for us, here http://riversyellowsunflower.tumblr.com/tumblr.com
There’s some really cool links she posted, you should check, maybe you haven’t seen some of them.
If I find some which has not been posted yet, I’ll post here, no problem!
Literally just searching for Aleka’s Attic. If you search it on youtube, for example, you’ll find some songs.
But I put all of them here http://standbymusic.tumblr.com/tagged/alekas
so you just have to click and enjoy! :)
I always caught myself thinking on these ”what-ifs”… I think it’s kinda inescapable. Besides thinking about his musical career, how he would have followed it; the movies he would have done, the characters he would have played… I think this happens with everyone: watch a movie and think ”Man, what if River had done it?”. And also, how he personal life would be. Him, as a person. I think he made so much in life that we’ll always think of everything he’d still do.
Can you imagine Riv with some children under his arms, teaching them how to play the guitar, eating some mangoes..? haha That would be so beautiful to see! It really hurts to think about it…
Sometimes I think it’s strange to talk about River in the past because he still so present in our lives! That’s why I like to think that he’s even closer now of our hearts and souls, we just can’t see it… but we can feel! His precious soul will always be with us.
You’re definitely not alone, darling. <3
Thank you for your words, feel free to come back.
YEAH, FORTY-FOUR! Can you imagine? Our boy being 44! It’s weird but pretty awesome at the same time haha
And thank you so much, dear. I’m really glad you like here, this gives me even more motivation to continue with the blog. Feel free to come back and talk whenever you want. <3 :)
I totally understand you, dear!
But you know, I like to think that people don’t really die, like it’s all over. They leave the physical world to somewhere else, which we, who still continue here, don’t know. But they don’t simply go away forever.
For example, when you’re really upset with someone to the point of saying that person died to you. It means that you don’t want to see that person again, right?! So, in my head, it doesn’t fit for when our loved ones leave us.
There’s, of course, this sad part that we can’t see them in the physical world. We can’t look into their eyes, hear their voices, feel their skin… but it doesn’t mean that we can feel them in other ways. Doesn’t mean that their presence cannot be felt. River is the greatest example for this!
I think it’s not a question of whether be or not alive, but to keep alive and present when you are in fact away and absent, you know?! And so, what really matters is what you did while you were present alive.
(I don’t know if this make sense or I need to see a psychologist haha)