Last night I watched this movie named ‘The Joneses’ featuring the ever gorgeous Demi Moore and David Duchovney (Which reminded me I have to look for the movie Red Shoes Diaries) there, they played this really weird family reprising the roles of Mr. and Mrs. Jones, not the best movie really, but not as mindless as I was expecting it to be; I actually loved how they play with the idea of ‘Keeping up with the Joneses‘ an american saying meaning ‘to keep doing or even just appear to be doing as well as your neighbors, economically speaking’ (Ace marketing, ace) as the poster says, it is quite a sharp criticism to the consumerist society; anyway, suddenly I was the in the movie theatre and I found myself remembering my very own Mr. Jones.
A few years ago my friend Charlotte introduced me to this really nice guy whom I liked to call Mr. Jones, he was big into music and big into movies, big enough to put me into shame and make me feel uneducated *in a very polite manner* from time to time, still he’d seen a lot of movies I’d seen and could talk about a lot of my music, his favorite movie was Audition by Miike Takashi, a Movie I’ve never dare to watch entirely, but still own and usually quoted ‘First day of my life’ a song by Bright Eyes that *literally* has the power to bring me to tears. I don’t even remember his name, I think I actually just called him by that the very first times we met. I eventually found out he was crazy over Mr. Jones – Counting Crows and I ended up calling him that.
I don’t really know what happened to him, he was involved in some pretty heavy stuff and was one of those squirrelly guys who never let anything too personal out, we eventually drifted apart, last time I checked he was unhappily married and all that. No kids luckily. Anyway.
Today I woke up with the urge to listen to this song. I’m going to leave it here just to share, I hope you like it.
I was down at the New Amsterdam
staring at this yellow-haired girl
Mr. Jones strikes up a conversation
with this black-haired flamenco dancer
She dances while his father plays guitar
She’s suddenly beautiful
We all want something beautiful
I wish I was beautiful
So come dance this silence down through the morning
Cut Maria! Show me some of them Spanish dances
Pass me a bottle, Mr. Jones
Believe in me
Help me believe in anything
I want to be someone who believes
Mr. Jones and me tell each other fairy tales
Stare at the beautiful women
“She’s looking at you. Ah, no, no, she’s looking at me.”
Smiling in the bright lights
Coming through in stereo
When everybody loves you, you can never be lonely
I will paint my picture
Paint myself in blue and red and black and gray
All of the beautiful colors are very very meaningful
Grey is my favorite color
I felt so symbolic yesterday
If I knew Picasso
I would buy myself a gray guitar and play
Mr. Jones and me look into the future
Stare at the beautiful women
“She’s looking at you.
Uh, I don’t think so. She’s looking at me.”
Standing in the spotlight
I bought myself a gray guitar
When everybody loves me, I will never be lonely
I want to be a lion
Everybody wants to pass as cats
We all want to be big big stars,
but we got different reasons for that
Believe in me because I don’t believe in anything
and I want to be someone to believe