Tuesday, 2 December 2008

Random thoughts of a random mind

My day has just been ruined. An advert has revealed to me that Camp Rock is actually a new Disney High School Musical spin off rather than the long awaited Scissor Sisters - Guns n Roses crossover album that I had previously assumed.
Bad times

I was off work last week for two days sick leave, which was a bit of a downer. I don't usually take much time off. My mother used to be a nurse, so I've never really got much sympathy unless I've been close to death (limbs missing or similar). At school I didn't get Man Flu, I got a cold, some vitamin C, a packet of tissues and thrown out the door into the swirling snow...it was a hard childhood

Christmas seems strangely close, yet still miles away. There's hardly any Christmas decorations up yet, but it's barely three weeks away. I must confess that I'm looking forward to it, unusual I know. There's going to be a fair few good friends back in the area, which should be a great excuse to drink to excess. Which lets face it, is the true meaning of Christmas

I appreciate that a few of my poems are a little bit vague on the specifics. The poem in my previous post would be one such example, so here is a little explanation. Both 'Half Forgotten Riff' and 'What was Said' are actually about the same (sadly drunken) night out, which rather sticks in the memory for mostly the wrong reasons.
Although the night is mostly a depressing blur, the most tangible memory of the evening was a particular song from the club we were in. This featured a very distinctive but unknown (at least to me) melody. Some how I ended up in a mindset whereby until I discovered the song, I wouldn't really be able to put the whole shambolic affair behind me. For two months the song taunted me, played at the start of a film, half heard in the background of a French Pizzeria. I think the poem was jotted down at some point during that period.
Eventually I managed to pin down the song (and by this stage it was a genuine relief), the tune? Time to Pretend by MGMT

So there you go, till next time, may you guard your words and feelings whilst under the influence
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