Some sort of solidarity being professed by the couple or three painkillers I got in my hand. For sure, my knee ain't pointin south out the flesh, but I got a caffeine headache comin on could cripple a man six times over. I raise a fist, I know the fuckin score!
"You wanna score?" It's a fella with one white glove an a pair a red sunglasses, all Jackson via Hacienda '89, but I say no, I'm sorted, touch the nose, all well an good, and then he's away, bantering to a fella with the hair done up in a faux-mohician, a hardcore three-chord terrorist for a couple hours on a Saturday night, wakes up Monday mornin 'hind the screen with the coffee and the suit and the plants, but it's ok, it's all good, cause every internal memo takes him that bit closer to the moment when he once again stands outside the bar arguing with the bouncers because no, he IS fuckin Danzig, an he'll take a knife to the nuts a any bastard wants to say different.
Fairly soon I realize I'm stood here on my own, Anna and Pip done skidaddled five tunes back, Sinéad, I dunno where she is, but I can see how she got there, the trails a light still huggin the pavement.
Back at the bar, making a note on the back of a soaked beer-mat, Sir Fleming asking what it's all about, anyhow?
I reach him the note; "Does the beauty of the vision make the agony any more bearable? No, just makes it difficult to breathe, truth be told, but still, I ain't ever been so thankful for asphyxiation."
Sinéad leans across, startles me, I get the beer-mat in my pocket the fuck out anyone's line a sight, God forbid she should lay the blue 'pon it.
"We're goin to Eamon Dorans, my friends went out for a smoke an the bouncers won't let them back in."
What can a man do?
Follow her, is all, all a fella can hope to do in this state, all a man wants to do in any state.
Thanks folks
The Duke resides at Mondo Irlando
Article comments
1 - Bennett
I think I remember having nights like that.
The nightmare vision continues. Seems like a black and white adventure, colorized years later in reds and greens by someone who sees only the stark madness.
Loved the part about uncertain communication, looking for clear signs that don't materialize.
Thanks Duke.
2 - Aaron, Duke De Mondo
thank you bennett. its nearin the end, onlookers will be glad as all hell to know. i'd say two more parts, three tops. i get the feelin this feels different to the rest, maybe im just bein paranoid. but regardless, it trundles on.
again, thank you bennett
3 - DJRadiohead
Good show, Duke. This is the way to start a morning... beats the hell out of doing anything resembling work first thing in the morning.
I think you are right... there is a different feel to this one. Which I suppose makes sense. Pt 1-4 were all about getting to the meeting. So was some of Pt 5 up to the point where the meeting starts. Pt 6 - we're at the show now. Makes sense it would feel different. Somehow even a bit darker, menacing. But lust, desparation, disillusionment, and Red Bull don't feel or look anything like pink bunny rabbits.
And more yet to come? Outstanding. I was fearing 6 was going to be the conclusion.
4 - Aaron, Duke De Mondo
DJ, thank you man. i was suprised a tad at how menacin the whole thing feels, readin over it again now. but it's accurate with regards the state a man was in, thats for sure.
im glad you're still diggin it, friend.
5 - Sinéad
"Moses with better breasts"
heh - cheers......*blush*
6 - gypsyman
Continuing to amaze and astound. Joyce if he were taking something he found in a back ally couldn't have done it better.
will we be having Duke nights in Belfast in the near future? Instead of a one day polite reading in a pub, a Post-modern horror show stumble through fetid stink holes that pass for nightspots and bars spread over a week's worth of non indulgence save for caffeen. if there is justice we will.
You don't need drugs and alcohol to be freaked, in fact the trip is lot scarier straight.
masterful again a la mondo
7 - DJRadiohead
You don't need drugs and alcohol to be freaked, in fact the trip is lot scarier straight
I have resembled that sentiment a time or two myself. Wow.