PLACE: The Bar Adjacent to the Hawthorne Theatre
Jamie: "All These Things That I Have Done" - The Killers
"Love on the Rocks" - Neil Diamond
"5:15" - The Who
I owned the Neil Diamond, but despite being fun, the Who was a little beyond my range. Too rockin'.
Joëlle: "All My Loving" - The Beatles
"Holding Out For a Hero" - Bonnie Tyler
"Careless Whisper" - Wham!
"Nothing Compares 2 U" - Sinead O'Connor
She completely killed the Bonnie Tyler and Wham! She's too, too good.
Mason: "Signed, Sealed, Delivered" - Stevie Wonder
His eyes were closed most of the time, he knew it so well.
Andy: "Modern Love" - David Bowie
As an indicator of the level of alcohol consumed, and proof why I don't try to write poetry, I will try to transcribe the scribblings I created at around 2:00 AM:
As an adolescent,
Death is your friend
Eventually, you graduate
Grow up, and for years
Don't see that pal of yours
Until you're old
And you reconnect
Where have you been all my life?
And reminisce about the old days
So where does that leave us now?
Mid-30s, sad, bored, depressed
Where were you, buddy,
When I needed you?
The times you weren't here
Were the worst I've ever known
It's funny, because right now
Were I to share this
With other people my age
They'd laugh at me
Pretend I never knew you
As intimately as I have
Like you were some celebrity
And our connection
The fantasies of a lonely mind
And what if it was?
That only means I was the loneliest
Ready to die
I had nothing to live for
You'll go home to with someone else
And I'll go home
Even as I wrote it, I thought, "I'll never be able to read this horrible writing." If ever there was a time to be wrong, this is surely not the right one. (Try to match the transcription to the scans. Good luck!) Christ, that's awful!
Current Soundtrack: Sinead O'Connor, I Do Not Want What I Haven't Got
Current Mood: inebriated