novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- and when i'm ridin around the world and i'm doin this and i'm doin that or: mom now/ mom forever my housemate david is watching devo videos on this overcast sunday.. i know all the words, lodged in some dusty cabinet in my brain. and i used to tell people i was a new wave baby because mom used to play me whip it and satisfaction and we'd dance all around the living room. i remember standing, shaking my hips to imitate her, and then falling down because i wasn't used to all that action. is it weird that i can remember stuff from when i was a year old? but then there is a hole afterwards, for about eight years. the psych books call it repression but it feels like depletion. i have all of her old records, she also liked blondie and the pretenders. when i look at them i can imagine her listening to them; but she is in permanent mother mode in my head all the time, no matter what age i am picturing her at. mom, now: smoking and reading in the kitchen listening to all the music she taped off me-- new order, the magnetic fields, beat happening. 1:50 pm - 12.10.2000 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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