I am 21. I have just returned from living in Manchester, England. There’s a house on the 800 block of West College (later demolished) with a porch. Many people meet there regularly to sit outside, have cookouts, drink beer, listen to music, etc. Eric-(future) record label founder, then limo driver-puts on a song. It’s loud enough to hear from the inside, out. Vanessa, an attractive girl-token, gay hipster, cool, singer, band chick-begins to sing along. No one speaks a sentence for the duration of the song. The only real movement is the tapping of a foot or the bobbing of a head. Cars drive by, our eyes follow their paths of unknown destinations. Why care?
(It was a moment, which in my memory, has torn edges like an old photo. It’s kept in a worn photo album with gold photo corners. The moment is special, equipped with smells, sounds, it entirely lacks fear. A moment with absolutely no tomorrow and no hint of a yesterday. I love this moment).
Here is that snapshot. (4.1 mgs)
The Contents of mihow: An Autobiography of Songs (Day two)
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8 responses to “The Contents of mihow: An Autobiography of Songs (Day two)”
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vanessa, eh? yeah, baby, you know what’s up, freaky deaky!
i wanna move to SC now. or somewhere like it. only no lady lovers for you this time!
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ha! I was only experimenting. It’s the college thing to do. What did you call us? Bugs?
And well, you try dating a cardigan-wearing closeted homosexual boy for a year, see where that leads you.
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bugs = bi until graduation
i’m sbaado (straight before and after drop-out) but i can hang with some *ug posers…
what song is that? you really should put the song info for those of us who don’t want to (or can’t, in my case) download a multi-megabyte file. it would help tie the story together.
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Oh, cool
Sorry. It’s Uncle Tupelo, Gun. You should download it anyway, because it’s good and it won’t take as long as you think. :] Do it in while you’re in the shower or playing with
ty poopington. Or at the coffee shop. Indeed.Bugs. Yes, I was a BUG for a couple of weeks in college. And then I was a BAG for a bit. But that’ll be a different song.
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