my heart just broke in two..







>From: Double Agent <peter@...>
>Reply-To: my_favorite@yahoogroups.com
>To: my_favorite@yahoogroups.com
>Subject: [my_favorite] My Favorite is History
>Date: Wed, 14 Sep 2005 14:03:18 -0400
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>from Michael Grace Jr.....
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>Friends, fans & colleagues,
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>This correspondence is to announce the end of a pop group.
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>Andrea Vaughn has left My Favorite.
>And thus, by all rights, that chapter should be closed.
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>The Faves
>"With Love Despite Fierce Resistance"
>1991-2005
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>That is a long time for dancers to hold a pose, in the illumination
>of golden lights, in the wilderness of feedback. It is also more or
>less my whole life post junior prom. It shall take some getting used to.
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>The whole unbelievable truth will perhaps be revealed someday in the
>form of book either I, or a couple others, might threaten to write.
>Or perhaps it will stay where it's always been覧just beneath the
>surface of the stormy waters, swimming towards Atlantis.
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>After more than a decade of making music and memories together, life
>suggests (or demands) changes. And in the cracks that faith won't
>fill, fractures will occur. You can't build palaces upon rubble. Few
>things live forever. And that which does覧never dies. Thus mourn
>judiciously, and celebrate what you can.
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>We end this band the way most great cult bands end, with a
>combination of frustration and regret, pride and fulfillment. But
>mostly we part as friends, and brethren.
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>I have had the great fortune to have my songs come to life alongside
>some remarkably talented and dedicated musicians and people, who
>fought the good fight alongside me with great passion. Lads with the
>remarkable ability to find a link to my haunted imagination, in their
>own. My Favorite was truly the golden chain we all formed together.
>You have not seen the last fruits of that collaboration.
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>Andrea gave me and our music nearly half her life. She gave this band
>her labor & her love. She was a uniquely talented artist, the kind of
>popstar Jane Austen would have created. She gave my words a
>courageous vulnerability, and a kind of dignity, which no one will
>ever be able to rid them of. I will be indebted to her personally and
>artistically for all we shared, in so many different ways.
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>She was the Anna Karina to my Jean-Luc Godard, the poetry in my
>Alphaville.
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>We wish her nothing but happiness.
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>The Future:
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>That leaves us with a partially recorded could-be masterpiece, one
>that never truly felt much like a My Favorite record to me in the end
>anyway. It is also an album which Andrea ended up not recording very
>much for. An unfinished novel missing a main character.
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>During the last two years of this band's shaky solidarity, I began to
>plan覧sadly覧for this moment. I wrote the name of an imaginary band
>called The Secret History in the margins of my New York Times. I
>thought of what I would do, what I could do, if I had to start again.
>In the next couple months, this will all begin to take shape; a new
>project, old faces, a new website and diary, a resurrection of the
>record, a search for a new Nico, a crime to end all crimes. The last
>battle.
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>You will hear more about all this soon...I promise. But what is
>definite now, is that there is no more My Favorite. There couldn't be
>for me (and probably for you) without Andi.
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>The last "performance" by My Favorite was during an episode of the
>CBS soap opera 禅he Bold & The Beautiful' which aired at the end of
>August. One of these links works better on PC, and one MAC.
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>http://www.lostdetective.com/videos/HCK.html
>http://www.lostdetective.com/videos/HCK-wmv.html
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>It was a hilarious, yet strangely affecting thing for me to watch;
>the ghost of a teenage bride swirling about on stage. The audience
>clapping like we were giving some kind of metaphysical encore. The
>one line of dialogue: "Maybe there will be a miracle today." In
>fiction, we get happy endings. In life we ask only for second
>chances. For a band that truly was a soap opera, well the good lord's
>sense of humor, and empathy, never ceases to amaze.
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>To all of you: The true BOLD and BEAUTIFUL
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>To all of you who have cared about My Favorite for any part of the
>decade plus since we crawled out of the toxic waste of Long Island
>together覧I thank you from the bottom of my heart. From Peter Green
>to a shy pop kid in Sweden; it took every one of you to make us what
>we were.
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>There were amazing moments. Too many to number or describe. Someday
>I'll get around to doing it.
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>Speaking on behalf of the band, I know the whole gang deeply
>appreciated all that we have shared together, and all the support
>that we have received over the years from the aforementioned friends,
>fans and colleagues. No matter what personal or professional
>frustrations or heartbreaks we endured, there was always an email or
>letter waiting to inspire us when we got home, a story about how we
>were part of the soundtrack of your lives, and how we gave you
>strength and comfort. I hope you realize that YOU did the same for
>us. Very few people, who pick up a microphone in their parents'
>garage, get to be told that they are in a band that profoundly
>MATTERS by a few thousand of the smartest, best looking people in the
>world. As much as the music industry marginalized us, YOU championed
>us, and given the choice...I would choose YOU a million times in a
>row. You are My Favorite, and I believe in...well...you.
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>Speaking on behalf of myself, my life has been truly changed, and
>blessed, by those of you who walked in that downpour of grey glitter
>alongside me. With a song in our hearts (or headphones), we never
>walked alone. Thank you dears.
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>When I started down this road, all those years ago... a tender
>teenager in horn rimmed glasses and a second hand Fred Perry,
>surrounded by misfits and prophets, glue sniffers and geniuses... all
>I hoped to do was share something of the urgent loveliness and
>sadness of our lives, surrounded as we were by a plainness of
>architecture, and ugliness of spirit which defined the suburbs, and
>(sadly) much of America itself. There was almost something glamorous
>in defying it, in defining it, as we did. I was consumed with being
>that dark star, that obscure saint. I wanted to make an art that was
>as rainy and lush and real and spectral as the coastal towns that
>comforted us at twilight. I wanted to be a sword swallower, and
>nostalgia was to be my sword. I wanted to do something courageous.
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>Sadly it was always much easier for me to do that in my art, than in
>my life. But I'm working on that. If I had known then, just how much
>loveliness and sadness this band would bring to me personally, I
>don't think I would have believed it. And I'm not sure I would have
>ever stepped on a stage. But I did, and I had company. We were
>glorious failures. But we were glorious.
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>So that's that. Sitting here on a park bench underneath the elevated
>subway line, in horn rimmed glasses and a Fred Perry, the world
>appears to me still a divine creation; a place of great turmoil, and
>great possibility. A place where each cross we bear brings us closer
>to that which is unbreakable within us. I hope I've earned enough of
>your trust that you will follow me to what comes next. If I've
>learned anything from all this, it is that one should never hold
>back, or be frightened of, that which is in one's heart. Die with
>your boots on. Live with your boots on. The spaces around us are our
>sacred battlefield. Strike boldly, but strike only for Love. That's
>what The Secret History will be.
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>Stay gold,
>Michael Grace Jr.
>Faculty & Alumni
>School Of The Hearts
>State University of Nowhere
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>http://www.lostdetective.com
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