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From our upstairs porch I watch my neighbor,
a small town accountant with a voice like a toy keyboard,
begin his walk to work in his navy blue Botany 500 suit,
bought used in an L.A. consignment store while visiting his widower son-in-law and blind granddaughter,
and according to my neighbor, formerly owned by Gene Rayburn, the semi-retired game show host whose grotesque aura still haunts the seven o’clock time slots of my body’s internal clock along with Merv Griffin, Don Rickles, Cloris Leachman, Bert Convy, Wink Martindale, and the tenants of every Hollywood square,
those terrible hucksters, sickening adults/hyenas who seem to have had their protegés on every Main Street,
the men with perms, tight gray curls erupting over the alcoholic topography of their oiled faces,
a legion of salesmen ruined by bad translations of an already disastrous California ideal,
their eyes stinking like boiled cocktail onions as they emerged from “sleek” 1980 Thunderbirds,
all marinated teeth and snowplow moustaches,
fresh from invigorating divorces,
dragging tawny S-shaped girlfriends by the wrist to wooden gargoyle waterbeds where stereo systems built into the headboards played “Eye in the Sky” by the Alan Parsons Project endlessly through the night.
- DCB
― Pleasant Plains, Wednesday, 14 May 2008 18:46 (fifteen years ago) link
two weeks pass...
snagged Pyramid on vinyl today, as of the first track it's terrific
― J0hn D., Friday, 30 May 2008 23:05 (fifteen years ago) link
I have a soft spot for some of this stuff. But I have to add, the only time I've ever been booed as a Dj was when I tried to sneak a little "Eye in the Sky" into my set.
Actually Chipmunks doing Tom Petty got booed once too, but thats' because people thought I was playing it on the wrong speed on purpose. So that doesn't count.
― Nate Carson, Saturday, 31 May 2008 01:04 (fifteen years ago) link
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