This is technically 1980's, but long before Eric Clapton lost his kid and what all.You can google a live version, but all that I found was lacking in quality that the song deserves.
My personal memoir. Coke was the shit! This all in much, much younger years, but a clean line has no comparison to the shit people are making in their sinks that leave you twitching for days like a manic on the hunt for more and more. Pure coke isn't that that way, not insidious, but certainly not a vitamin.
I have many a fond memory, one being holed up in a hotel room with half of Mr's co-workers, all in groups of varying levels throughout the suite. Some were at a table playing cards, some talking and talking and talking for the sake of it while chewing gum at super speed, others on the phone procuring more drugs, and the section of people in front of the television playing mario cart as if they had money on it, and others in the bathroom throwing up while another held their hair and swore they still looked pretty, and everyone.... everyone.... was chain smoking. It was a buzz in the ears of chatter and doings, over stimulation of all the senses at once and was truly a party.
I visited all stations.
I found myself corn rolling braids on a guy named AJ. He was fired soon after for doing heroin in the work bathroom, but still.... that night I rolled his hair as he played the mario game, it was an awesome head of unnecessary hair that my fingers couldn't keep out of. He looked like a sloppy Kurt Cobain brunette in dire need of hair help. AJ that night out of the blue screamed "School is for penguins!" That is where I got that phrase and have adapted it to many a thing. Work is for penguins, sober is for penguins, etc..... you get it. I have to agree, many a bullshit things.... are for penguins. Amen AJ. Too old for it now, but good times.
-JM
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