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Burrito MAX closed in the Fall of 2005. This blog is in no way aimed at exploring the history and importance of Bmax as a Boston landmark, if you know, you know, if you don't, you better ask somebody. We'll leave it at that. But once upon a time there was a tiny corner of Kenmore Square where I met many of the people I love the most today and we shared a brief magical experience there which we, in turn, after the demise of Bmax, attempted to eulogize, remember, continue, recreate, carry-on-in-the-spirit-of, ritualize, chronicle, be lifted by, be carried away by ceremony, become lost in the throes of artificial religion or maybe it was more of a natural religion, we made our own religion of friendship, of things and people we loved, a PLATFORM for support, for help when we are sad, something to make us smile and get us through when things are the hardest, when the morale is at its lowest, when there is very little to look forward to, when everything feels impossible, an ESCAPE, a rope that we lower for one another, something to reassure us, music, just knowing that there are always more good songs coming down the line, an unending stream of comfort and sing-alongs and shout-alongs, always more songs that you know and don't know yet, that you love and want to hear over and over again and ones that you hear for the first time that make you go "damn this kicks ass! Let's hear that again!" or "what the crap song is this!?" a SAFE feeling, the feeling of being held,cradled, taken care of, never-ending-ism, art, writing, making friends, drinking, hanging out, coming together, dancing and flying and most of all LEARNING and LOVING, (call it a "flash sideways" a place that we all made, together, so that we could find one another. And, not to belabor the reference, let me add that I hear Christian in my head as I begin this journey saying:
“The most important part of your life was the time that you spent with these people, that’s why all of you are here. Nobody does it alone, Jack. You needed all of them, and they needed you.”
Here we go,
this is the seance.
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