Friday, September 21, 2007

Poetry Friday: The Word is SOCIAL

Ah piffle, time is slipping away from me already.
My head is full of music, and I can barely type with the chords ringing in my ears.
But, onward.

The Word of the Day is SOCIAL. Feel free to use it in your blog post today in whatever lovely plump powdered sugar shape you choose…write a song, take a photo, string some words together, bake a pie.

My only contributions are a 4-minute Free-Write, and two songs with the word “social” in them or around them or through them.

Have a good weekend, y’all!

4-Minute Free Write

Of course once I hear the word social I get Glenn Tilbrooks voice all up in my head, plaintively “he drove up to his local/where he felt anti-social”, on the cover of the first album of theirs, not slap and tickle the other one backwhen there were albums, he has quite a package, there in his underwear, sideways, and from then on I had a massive crush, social indeed, not a disease in the sense of something bad but something to buy tickets for and travel great distances in someone’s parents’ car with mugs of black Russians or screwdrivers and a map drawn on legal paper by the older brother and wondering if we should eat before the show or after or sleep in the car or drive home, wasted and on fire from the notes that hung there in the air notes that ran through our hair notes that lifted us up by the chin and made the sigh come out crystal and squinting from the twenty-second row to see facial expressions and a real smile and something unscripted, Hey Detroit, we love ya!, and near-silence on th way home because everything had been said and the buzz held our brains together but nothing else would fit in and when we got home the message from our friend that his brother had died in an accident, and the crying, and still the music packed in our souls like Styrofoam peanuts, and which is the dream and which is the life

Squeeze, “Slap and Tickle” (Glenn Tilbrook lead singer, the cute one, in the white hat, he of the package):

Social Distortion, “Ring of Fire” (warning, slight swearing)

Oh, and what the hell…Social Distortion, “Story of My Life”.


At 11:17 AM, Blogger meno said...

Now i need to listen to some Johnny Cash.

Social Intercourse is a favorite phrase of mine.


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