ATTICUS — ORIGIN VIDEO

Hi, my name is Atticus. You may not know me or maybe you do. It doesn’t really matter, but I’d like to tell a story. It starts a few years ago when someone I knew died in a hotel room in Vancouver. Every time I saw him, I felt the same thing. The strange confusion of fame and sadness that I saw in so many famous people I knew. Fame is a tricky thing. On one hand, it gives you everything you want in life. On the other, it takes away everything you need. That summer I took a trip to France, and through a friend, I met a guy named Michael Madsen. He’s the bad guy from Kill bill, Reservoir dogs, and a Justin Bieber music video. We became friends, and he taught me a lot about fame, about sadness, and how poetry had saved his life. How interesting. Here was a motorcycle-riding, whiskey-drinking American badass, telling me to write poetry. A few days later, walking the streets of Paris, I saw something beautiful and wrote it down. I posted it online under the name, Attic