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Let Your Dim Light Shine Shorts
Let Your Dim Light Shine Shorts
Let Your Dim Light Shine Shorts
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Short stories dedicated and inspired by one of the greatest musical contributions to the world (at least in my opinion), Let Your Dim Light Shine by Soul Asylum. Each of the fourteen tracks features fantastic imagery and amazing storytelling, and as such I thought I should honor it the best way I knew how. The fourteen short stories contained in my adaptation bounce around from comical to sad, to exciting, to joyous, and I just hope I achieved doing the original songs some justice.

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PublisherDan Schwartz
Release dateNov 16, 2012
ISBN9781301417063
Let Your Dim Light Shine Shorts
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Dan Schwartz

I am an independent author and I am driven by my dedication to nature, humor and the written word. My personal personal philosophy that there is always room for jokes, and as such my writings are always sprinkled with puns, humor, and plenty of things that can be read tongue-in-cheek (if that phrase makes sense in this context). Having strong interests in the environment and mathematics, I tend to craft my tales and works around both and I use writing as an outsource to keep my creativity alive.

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    Let Your Dim Light Shine Shorts - Dan Schwartz

    Introduction

    With all of the music in the world that is continually evolving, there truly is something for everybody, and in the event where something is missing, some inspired individual takes the torch and creates something new. So with all of this music filling our ears with an endless onslaught of this and that, it is a rare occasion that someone finds something that is truly perfect on all levels of enjoyment. The perfect sound, the perfect lyrics, the perfect riffs, the perfect energy; the list goes on, but I am sure you get the point. For me, one such album that has achieved the perfection status is Let Your Dim Light Shine by Soul Asylum.

    For me Soul Asylum has been one of the few consistent bands to produce quality music as the years go by, and I am not ashamed to admit that I stumbled onto the band on accident over a decade ago. Way back when, where there was not a computer in every home and when the internet was available at every fingertip, when you heard a song on the radio you liked you had to do a little research rather than download. Now I heard this song that I liked and having heard Shove and Runaway Train" by Soul Asylum before, I thought that this song was also by them because it sounded like it fit into their sound. Now, it turns out that I was wrong, but luckily I only found out this information after I headed to my local used CD shop and picked up a copy of Let Your Dim Light Shine because that was the only album in the Soul Asylum catalog that they had. I listened to the CD and I became an instant fan, and years later I still frequently listen to the CD, I own all of their other CDs and I have seen them live in concert. A fan for life was born on that day when I mistakenly thought they sang a song that they did not, which happened to be Cats in the Cradle by Ugly Kid Joe, who I never got into besides kinda liking that one song. It is weird how life works sometimes, and I hope you enjoy my tales inspired by each of the tracks off of Let Your Dim Light Shine…and if you have never heard the album before and have an open mind to music, check it out, it truly is amazing.

    Track 1 – Misery

    George sluggishly opened his eyes and struggled against his restraints. What the hell, he screamed in confusion. Hello, is anybody here? Help.

    If there was anybody there it was not anybody who responded, and definitely not anyone who would help. George tried to sit up through the pain that encompassed his entire body, but he could not budge for he was tethered by his feet to the metal table, his hands were clamped in shackles hanging over him, and a great leather strap was bound across his chest leaving him no leeway to move.

    Is this a joke? George cried out in rage. I have money, what do you want?

    No reply, George’s frustration grew.

    Why am I here, George asked himself, thinking back not too far to the last cruel act he completed. Well I am not innocent, George figured, but I am necessary.

    Show yourself, George continued to clamor, less to learn of why he was there and more so that he did not have to be alone anymore. Ever since he was a child George was afraid to be alone, perhaps for fear of what his own thoughts would bring, but the conditioning and beatings that he fell at the hands of his father would prevent him from ever admitting to the weakness in his later life.

    No one I know has the gall to take me on, George sneered. Which means you were hired and therefore can be bought back.

    George waited for a nonexistent reply.

    You are obviously a business man, and running a successful business, which means that you cannot turn down a good opportunity when it presents itself, George softened his tone. How does half a million dollars sound to let me go, and a full million if you clue me in on who hired you?

    Silence remained.

    This offer will not be on the table forever, George shouted, but upon using the table metaphor he was immediately pulled back into his dire situation. He knew he needed to get himself free from the table, or at least figure out who was behind the ordeal so that he could use that as leverage in his bargaining.

    Could it be my cousin Frankie, George ran the possibility through his logical brain. No more than a year ago the two were out on a lunch together and stopped by the bank so that George could make a hefty deposit from a bribe he received earlier in the day. While at the bank, prior to completing his transaction with the teller, three armed and masked assailants ran in butting people with their guns and making demands for all of the money on hand. Thinking quickly, George turned to Frankie and asked him how much money he owed him for buying into his company two months earlier.

    Almost one hundred thousand dollars, Frankie answered. "But I told you that you do not need to worry about the money, I will take it out of the dividends you will be making, I just needed your name associated with it for the clout that follows your name around, but this seems like hardly an appropriate time to

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