Saturday, January 07, 2006

David Stephen Bowie Malkmus

I love these men. I just wanted to declare that, so I remember what I was listening to when I turn old and gray. I wonder what my grandkids are going to say when I put the old mp3 on our fully integrated home entertainment system.

In a shakey, nostalgic voice I will say:

"Well kiddo, when I was just a little older than you, I fell in love. No, ho ho ho, no, not with your grand(father? mother?), but with two men! Yes, David Bowie and Stephen Malkmus. I spent long hours in front of my iBook listening to that chap. Heh."

And they will laugh at me, for using an iBook and for being a silly grandma. And then they will tell me stories about the simulations they completed in school. And all will be right and good with the world. Or what will be left of it at that point.

1 comment:

Alex said...

Blind date with the chancer
We had oysters and dry lancers
When the check arrived we went dutch, dutch, dutch, dutch
A redder shade of neck on a whiter shade of trash
And this emory board is giving me a rash
I’m flat out
You’re so beautiful to look at when you cry
Freeze, don’t move
You’ve been chosen as an extra in the movie adaptation
Of the sequel to your life.


i love mr. malkmus as well