A man is sitting in the lotus position in the street outside my flat, singing Smiths songs in mournful tones. They echo off the other buildings in this narrow street, accompanied by the wailing of gulls.
Thing is... it's 5:15 in the morning.
I'm not sure whether to go down with a bunch of gladioli for him to wave or to yell at him to STFU. Or
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Sounds cool, actually. :) But I understand you're not too happy about it if it happens at 5:15.
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Weird. It wasn't actually Morrissey, was it? :)
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Weird. It wasn't actually Morrissey, was it? :)
Oh, that would have been wonderful! But no - just some random stranger. One of incidents where you can't help wondering what sparked it all off.... because this is definitely not normal behaviour!
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You have to hand it to him, the man's got taste. When you think what it could have been...
Mind you, if it was James Blunt I really would have called the police!
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I must admit, on this occasion I did not run down and ask for his autograph. So he might be called Dave, but there's no guarantee...
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The night before I took my GRE exam, there was a man outside my apartment in Providence singing Metallica songs in mournful (i.e., drunken) tones at 4 a.m. Because I did quite well on the GRE, I have a special place in my heart for those blokes and their songs in the wee hours.
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I'm glad you got your exam, anyway.
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Although if you had hurled them through the window he could take it as an encouragement. And start a lively tune.
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You know, a casual passer-by would get some very odd ideas about either you or me from reading that...
In any case, the offending article is now gone beyond recall.
But yes - I don't think any encouragement is needed here - it was whimisical that one time but I would hate it to become a habit - I need my sleep!
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And what a dissappointment it would be be for him to discover how bland the truth is...
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