It’s Friday, and you know what that means! We’ve got an all new #LateShowMeMusic performance by the phenomenal @protomartyrband performing “Elimination Dances” from their album, “Formal Growth in the Desert.”
#Colbert
In honor of Keanu Reeves' birthday today:
“This is Matrix movie star Keanu Reeves. He was abandoned by his father at the age of 3 and grew up with 3 different stepfathers. He is dyslexic. His dream of becoming a hockey player was shattered by a serious accident. His daughter passed away at birth. His wife passed away in a car accident. His best friend, River Phoenix, passed away of an overdose. His sister battled leukemia.
No bodyguards, no luxury houses. Keanu lives in an ordinary apartment and likes wandering around town and is often seen riding a subway in NYC.
When he was filming the movie "The Lake House," he overheard the conversation of two costume assistants, one crying as he would lose his house if he did not pay $20,000 - On the same day, Keanu deposited the necessary amount in his bank account.
In his career, he has donated large sums to hospitals, including $75 million of his earnings from “The Matrix” to charities.
In 2010, on his birthday, Sept 2nd, Keanu walked into a bakery & bought a brioche with a single candle, ate it in front of the bakery, and offered coffee to people who stopped to talk to him.
In 1997, some paparazzi found him walking one morning in the company of a homeless man in Los Angeles, listening to him and sharing his life for a few hours.
In life, sometimes the ones most broken from inside are the ones most willing to help others.
This man could buy everything, and instead, every day he gets up and chooses one thing that can not be bought:
To be a caring person.
Simple Acts of Kindness
Share this — who knows, maybe Keanu will see it for his birthday!”
Tara Bull
Jack Lee—frontman of the 1970s power-pop trio the Nerves and the writer of Blondie’s colossal 1978 hit “Hanging on the Telephone”—has died. https://t.co/geDCGrT2Ni
When you hear of someone falling off or becoming homeless or a hoarder after someone close to them dies, it’s not the grief that put them there - it’s the mountain of cold bullshit they have to cut through just to function and go on with life. The crowning gift of capitalism.