28 júní 2006

Ég uppgötvaði um daginn að "Kids in America" með Kim Wilde er alveg ógeðslega gott lag vinur. Í framhaldinu velti ég fyrir mér hvað hefði orðið að henni Kim og komst að því að hún vinnur fyrir sér sem skrúðgarðafræðingur. Og virðist vera barahreint býsna góð í því.

Ég heyrði líka um daginn í fyrsta skipti eftir langt hlé annað lag sem ég held uppá. Ég geri það hérmeð að ljóði dagsins:

Harry's Circumcision
(Reverie Gone Astray)

Looking in the mirror
Harry didn't like what he saw
The cheeks of his mother
The eyes of his father
As each day crashed around him
The future stood revealed
He was turning into his parents

The final disappointment

Stepping out of the shower
Harry stared at himself
His hairline receding
The slight overbite
He picked up the razor to begin his shaving and thought:

I wish I was different

I wish I was stronger
I wish I was thinner
I wish I didn't have this nose
These ears that stick out remind me of my father
And I don't want to be reminded at all

The final disappointment

Harry looked in the mirror thinking of Vincent van Gogh
And with a quick swipe lopped off his nose
And happy with that he made a slice where his chin was
He'd always wanted a dimple
The end of all illusion

Then peering down straight between his legs
Harry thought of the range of possibilities:
A new face
A new life
No memories of the past
and slit his throat from ear to ear

- - -

Harry woke up with a cough
The stitches made him wince
A doctor smiled at him from
Somewhere across the room:

We saved your life
But you'll never look the same

And when he heard that
Harry had to laugh

When he heard that
Harry had to laugh

Although it hurt
Harry had to laugh

The final disappointment

(Lou Reed)
by Hr. Pez

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