no matter how good an umbrella i carry, and no matter how short the time i'm outside is, you always mention to drench me. and i mean drench: we're talking full saturation of shoes and bottoms of my jeans, which of course makes me feel unbelievably uncomfortable. rain, because of you, i walked halfway to class and turned back around because i was soaked. that makes today's number of classes skipped 2, the only 2, which fucks me over bigtime.
rain, you are my sworn enemy. and you're all wet.
all i have to say about the concert was that the countless detours on the way to brooklyn, the 20 minute wait to get in all too close to mobs of hipsters, the lengthy albeit not bad opening act called blood on the wall, the seemingly endless performance of sonic youth prolonging the band i actually came to see and the intense exhaustion that followed was totally worth it, because i got to see my soul mate: the amazing, uncompromising KAREN 0.
she made a grand, strange entrance, circling her arms and hands, confidently stomping toward the centre of the stage. she wore a sequined dress adorned with colored scarves whose hue pallette reminded me of tropical flavored skittles, and from her left wrist dangled matching strings. her face was painted like an 80s pop star and she alternated between spitting / exhaling a spray of beer and water. her performance was breath-taking live, and the sensations i experienced the whole time she was onstage can only be described as ecstatic. i've never been to a concert where the artist playing is one of my true favorites, one of my idols before; the handful i've attended in life have all been spontaneous invites from friends to see bands i was only perfunctorily familiar with. the bliss was unanticipated and perfect.
i could go on and on and on and on about my karen, but i will end my chronicling by mentioning the unexpected pleasantry kate and i received when we left the concert and stopped off in the lower east side of manhattan for a bit, where a promotional van and representative from showtime channel's series, "weeds", gave out those rocket popsicles and green keychain bottle openers, something i've always wanted. i love free things, especially ones i can use.
i want to go back to school and the city but i am really afraid of how things are going to be different. and i am dreading the work aspect. and i still need to find a replacement class for the one that was cancelled, those fuckers.
ahora tiempo para dormir. buenas noches, todos.
softly stirred in mid-morning
i listen to the pouring
the tiny beads of glass
slip down the window so fast
i wait in anticipation
looking at the crystalline constellations
the sound is my fixation
so audible, the rain
on my window pane.