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Sunday, November 10, 2013

Selling My Books on the Streets of Brooklyn 11/10 - Bluster

Fortunately it wasn't cold or conditions would have been brutal for the floating book shop. The wind was strong and swirling, the fallen leaves shaken and stirred. My thanks to Lorraine, who bought Stephen King's From a Buick 8. For the second straight day the DVDs of modern film classics were ignored.

Here's an excerpt from my as yet unpublished rock n roll epic, Rising Star. This one eventually leads to a concert at the alma mater of four of the band members. Each chapter begins with a quote from a song. Guess the artist. Degree of difficulty: two out of ten. Answer follows the clip:

38                                                                 "...School's been blown to pieces...."*

   Mike spent six weeks in rehabilitation. He was released in mid August, clean cut and more physically fit than he'd been in years. By then all the work on the album except Mitchell's had been completed. He was disappointed. Paul was glad, chiefly because he believed Mike needed gradual readjustment to civilian life. He failed to summon the resolve to ask Mitchell to allow Mike to move into the house permanently, especially as he would be moving out himself. He sensed that Mike wanted to be asked, wanted a haven, constant support. Paul handled him gently, fearful any stress would have him fleeing to the shelter of drugs. He helped him find a new apartment and move his things from the old one. Teresa tried to make peace with him. He kept looking to Paul for guidance.
   "Stay away from her. She's trouble. We'll be on the road soon. You'll have all the babes you want."
   He foresaw doom. He did not believe a six-week program could cure someone of an addiction accumulated over two years, at least not someone as weak as Mike.
   Mike visited the studio every day, listening to tapes of the new songs, accompanying with his bass. He insisted he was ready to tour. His counselors believed it would be unwise of him to go on the road.
   "We're playin' the Garden," he pleaded. "Ya gonna make me miss that, Paulie? It's a dream come true. It's all I got left. What'm I supposta do -- go back to drivin' a truck? I'm a musician. That's what I do. I stay home, I might wind up back wit' Teresa."
   He feared he would be replaced permanently, especially given the superiority of his substitute. He suspected the others preferred Charles, despite the color of his skin. He had difficulty grasping Charles' technique and sophisticated bass lines, feared he would be left behind if he were unable to master them. He was terrified of the prospect of staying home. He believed he would have a greater chance of staying out of trouble on the road, where there would be the diversion of travel, performance, and groupies. He planned to make orgasm his addiction, and knew he would have none of it were he not part of the band.
*School's Out, Alice Cooper.
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