For Caleb

You know, Caleb and I were almost arrested once in Vegas together?

I never wrote about that.

And won't! lol... But it's a funny story actually and those who were there remember it well.

I spent a lot of time with Caleb Carter on that Vegas trip in January 2008 and I think those will be my favorite memories of him.

I also directed him a lot in 2006 and he always said that I got the best out of him, that I could get him to do things no one else could.

We had a very special bond.

We both loved Tori Amos.

I've talked to some of the people who he was closest with and who he most admired in the industry and I swear I think he visited a few of us right after his death and whispered some things into our heads.

He would not want me or anyone else to be sad. But he would want very much to be remembered.

And I assure you kiddo, you will be.

I'm going to Chi Chi LaRue's night at Here Lounge tonight. I think I'll put his picture on my iPhone and take him with me so we can have one last fun night out together.

Go to bed, the priests are dead.
Now no one can call you bad.

Go to bed, the priest are dead.
Finally you're in Peppermint Land.

He's a Merman.
He doesn't need your voice.

Go to bed, dream instead
And you will find him.

He's a Merman ...to the knee.
Doesn't need something you're not willing to give.
He's a Merman.
He doesn't need your voice to cross these lands of ice.

Go to bed, the priests are dead.
Now no one can call you bad.

Go to bed, the priests are dead.
Finally you found him.

Let it out.

Who could ever say you're not simply wonderful?

Who could ever harm you?

Sleep now.

You're my little goat.

Go to bed, the priests are dead.
Now no one can call you bad.

He's a Merman.
He doesn't need your voice.

He's a Merman...