New York or New Year / January 1 2008
‘But –’
I tried reasoning with him; it was having little effect.
‘But I just thought that this New Years Eve was gonna be amazing. You know: dancing girls and everything.’
‘Look, Nelson,’ I told him, ‘this is just a boring little Derbyshire village. We simply aren’t going to find what we’re looking for here – spiritually, aesthetically or intellectually – especially tonight. We don’t belong here, old chum. Let’s count our blessings: we have recorded so much good stuff over the last few days and tonight we have so far managed to escape a beating by the local ruffians. Why don’t we just go home to Audrey? We can open that bottle of Chablis that has been smiling at us from the fridge and listen to the songs we were working on earlier.’
‘But it’s only eleven o’clock and I’m not even drunk and I just thought . . .’ He trailed off, frowned at me and finished the dregs of his warm lager.
In my head, I said to myself: ‘My brother and I should be somewhere else, anywhere but here. I love him and want the best for him, for him to be as happy as he deserves to be on a night like this.’ But these deep and sensitive thoughts of mine were only as fleeting as most thoughts are and were quickly replaced in my mind by more pressing concerns.
‘Give me a tenner and I’ll go to the bar,’ I told him. ‘Same again?’
Filed under Drinking / English Village Life / Family / More Drinking / Nelson Galaxy / New Year / Recording Studio / Song Writing
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4 comments on “New York or New Year”
Jo Beaufoix / January 4th, 2008 at 2:07 pm
Hee hee. Expectations are good though. Even unrealistic ones. I mean, you never know…
Napoleon Fantastic / January 5th, 2008 at 3:05 pm
You never know . . .
Nelson Galaxy / January 7th, 2008 at 11:09 pm
Next year it will be New York - or you’ll be in trouble. (I’ll even just accept York.) Still you can’t beat a bit of biddy karaoke.
Napoleon Fantastic / January 8th, 2008 at 11:39 am
Nelson,
Yes you can.
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