THE LIBERTINES "BOYS IN THE BAND"
THIS was one of those middle-of-the-night Ohrwurms: I wake up, move my hand around the floor like an arthritic metal detector, trying to find my glasses that I'm sure I left on top of the book I was reading before I slept, (a Stephen King book called Dreamcatcher. I was never really a fan of his, then a couple of years ago, when I arrived in Berlin with a week to spare before I began working, allowing me a little time to explore the city, I bought a King book, The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon, to read on the train. It was ace. This one is kinda ace too. Also, as I read it, I can't help but be a little sad, it was one of several books that I bought for my Gran's birthday last year. When she died, and I returned to England I found the spines of most of the books telling me that she'd read them. All of them but this one).
  Aaaaaaanyway, I found my specs, managed to pick them up in a way that smeared fingerprints all over the lenses and went to the fridge to get a drink. As it glugged down my throat, this song -a current fave - popped into my head like a molehill in your dad's lawn. It was still there after I'd had sushi with friends, sat around a speedy revolving wooden table that was difficult to eat off. And it was still there when I woke up.
Tue 11 Feb 2003