You’re at a dimly-lit warehouse party. It’s late and you’ve been dancing for hours; your friends are here, but somwhere else, and you’re almost moving mechanically now, the music inside you, a private concert in your head. You’re dimly aware of bodies around you, but they’re peripheral and shapeless. Slowly, eventually, the fog clears, the sound ceases, and the lights go up. People appear. Eyes are rubbed. Phone numbers are exchanged, hands shaken and cigarettes rolled. Taxi men appear, like mosquitos. You brush past people and your friends are nowhere, long gone. It’s nastily cold outside, all gray light and sun-glints. You mumble something and start out for home.
Dysneyland – Dirty White (mp3)
i love your writing.
i love this band.
is there more?
could you point me in the right direction?
Thanks so much – I think that’s the nicest comment I’ve ever had. It means a lot.
As for Dysneyland, there’s precious little – the myspace page is one resource, and otherwise there are a few pages if you do a google search along these lines “dysneyland band -disneyland”, and filter out all the Mickey Mouses!
I came across them on the impossibly wonderful Don’t Die Wondering blog – they have a habit of breaking great bands.
Thanks again and please do come back – if you like Dysneyland, you may well like a band called White Russia that I’m going to post about sometime next week!
Richard