Somethings are not as they are meant to be. I leave work and head for the train with a college. We cross the city and go to a pub I’ve never been too before, but always meant to have tried. The Contemptible. This isn’t it. This is pub two, The Old Royal. Quieter so easier for me and also seats, easier for us both.
Next we move onto the third pub. The Shakespeare and one of my personal favourite in Brum. The bar girl is chirpy and I get my friend to try some new, when I say new they like carling and only carling, so when the lass made a suggestion of Purity larger I told him he should give it a go. Knowing full well he’d so no. No he didn’t, Go on then. Really I was now late for the gig. I was late before we entered this pub, and now I’m fashionably late.
We split and I head to the NIA. Now how do you get in? I’m not the only one thinking this, and asking they are as lost as me. I head for the front door. I’m greeted with a smile and directed where to go. Is there a bar up there I say?
Two bottles of Heineken in my hand I finally find my seats. Yes seats. Could I find anyone wanting to join me for this show extravaganza?
The lights went out.
and we were blinded. I think the show was about to begin.
some more lazers
And I can feel myself reaching out to them.
Its all to do with some West End Girls.
Although I’m not sure where the West End is.
Then we have a change of tempo.
I really like their old stuff.
Which isn’t old anymore.
As for tonight they have revamped it.
And i can’t say I like their new stuff.
But tonight, actually I do.
The dancy stuff. The stuff, the noise, the vib, that sensation that makes you want to reach of the lazers in mono.
I turn the hearing aid up tot max in the hope to get some stereo beats.
But I really want to be there like old times, reaching out so far, into the light.
I look around for the KLF. I know they are here.
You can feel them.
I sure he has seen them too.
A glancing look says it all.
And so we are off, to a new place.
Where the lasers last forever.
In your mind.
In your vision.
Where the dreams last forever.
Where you never wake up, where you never want to wake up from.
And then there is the sound of
That sounds that wakes you up. Makes you stand to attention. That grabs you and instantly slaps you in the face but oh so gently, a brushing across the skin.
Is this the whole of everything
the meaning of it all.
I’m not sure we are still here togeather.
Ah the dots, the circles,
that rotate all around.
now that is something special, like me.
Will we ever be together again?
It is all I dream about, that and the lasers.
I know that if I reach out far enough, I can
I can touch them
Will they stay forever?
Need we all be here together?
Then the lad next to me turns up with four pints and a several bottles. He must be a piss head.
And with that, Always On My Mind comes on.
This is it, this
and so the gig ends. And so I get talking to the lads next to me, even though I need the toliet so bad, even then they insist I have a pint. A pint my bladder will neither want to hold, nor my body need another drink. We drink, we talk, we music, we enjoy. We get kicked out, but I need the toilet so I go. Not as in go, but go to the toilet.
I do leave eventually. But which way should I go?
Should I stay, should I go? I check the train time. erm 23:18. You lot are right I should go to Sainsbury's and get some crisps.
And off I go, past the library, past the mailbox and into Sainsbury's.
I get them crisps. I eat them crisps and then I sit on the train,and eat them all up and sit quietly wandering when will this train set off! I’m not sure why I ask this as I already know. I’m not he only one though. Eventually a girl sits next to me and asks me the same question. We talk a while, she enjoys milking cows, she enjoys milking cows a lot, an awful lot and with that I tell her a story, a story of my farming days……I’m sure she is glad when I get off.