"I didn't know you dug The White Stripes", she says. "Now that I know this, and also, shit, you got a wit could fell a herd a buffalo, I think we should fuck. Let's just fuck."
Taken aback, aye, t'is true, The Duke hears this kinda banter all too rarely.
Trouble is I got too excited by the idea, and sooner or later she realized that she was gonna have all the fun of a lass stood third row from the back whilst some guitar virtuoso up yonder burst into the seventeenth solo of the night, bending each note to squealing infinity for the benefit of no-one but the naked cheerleader hind his sunglasses.
So she made off for some VIP party or other, but not before noting something along the lines of "Seriously, you need to get laid. Go do it now. Not with me, for sure, but you need to get out from behind those acoustic guitars and paperbacks and notebooks and go unleash all that fuck you got driving you demented right now."
On the list marked "What Needs To Be Done In Dublin City, In The Name Of Mondo", I got her words right up top, nestled around the spot a fella might find Fuck Forever by Babyshambles in the UK Top 40 right now, being number four.
"Go get laid."
And so wandering round the alleyways either side of The Olympia Theater on the first night in the city, still bleedin at the knees with the thundering pace of it all, still racin through the night-time like rabid greyhounds fresh offa white line cocktail, in pursuit of… what?
Oh, yeah. The songs says it for me.
"I want a lover I don't have to love."
I can't get behind those sentiments for the most part, I don't want a lover I don't have to love, but right now I'd settle for it. Right now I'd settle for a padded exhaust pipe painted red and dabbed with CK One.
The over-analytical basement-taping sixteen year old in the grime of my psyche, he's saying about how that's not the kinda talk he fancies hearing from a fella like The Duke. He says that talk reeks of objectification and misogyny and chauvinism and all sorts.
I'm sorry, is what I say, but no, I'm just pitiful and desperate is all. That's why I'm stood here on the very street where just a few hours ago I spotted Victoria Clarke, Shane MacGowan's ex, and the one who left him in "Opium euphoria", apparently. Right now, however, I'm not looking for anyone so distinguished, I'm only here cause I remember I met a couple hookers by this lamp-post one time, back when I was young and naive enough to assume there was something wrong with a five-minute fumble by the side of an off-licence, no guilt no strings no change.
Article comments
1 - Cerulean
Pretty exciting and exotic. I think you should make it easier to follow if you want to do something more with it, which you might. Could be a novel. One of those why I can't find love novels, where hopefully in the end you do, perhaps?
2 - Bennett
Alriiiiight! Part three tomorrow?
Thanks The Duke, I'm making plans to fly out to Dublin, 'cause it sounds damn lively to a lad living in the rolling cow hills of Vermont right now.
Can't pick a favorite line, they're all memorable.
3 - Eric Berlin
Duke -- I dug the hell out of every inch of this. You bring strange and surreal and haunted and magical days to light like no one else.
All I can ask is that you keep it coming.
Well, maybe a bright and breezy piece of the accordance of "Today the Duke ate some Cheetos, listened to some records, and had a fabulous chat with a telephone marketer" every now and again would be lovely to let us kind of take a brake and/or cleanse the palate.
You know, or something.
4 - Aaron, Duke De Mondo
hey folks!
Cerulean, thanks for the comments! i dunno that any such notions of novels or novellas or the like ever ran through a man's head, but i will agree that it's maybe fairly hard to follow, on account of the jumpin back and forth in time an the like. Is there anyone who truly hasn't a damn clue what's goin on?
Bennett, thank you! i'd imagine part three'll be fairly shortly also.
Eric, i see where you're comin from. sometimes i think im gettin too "heavy" or summit, but then i think hang on, i never actually said ANYTHIN! heh. but no, i know what you mean. part three starts with a discussion of kentucky fried chicken, so maybe that'll suffice for the meantime...
again, thanks folks!