wolfmudda
imagine...
a friend passes you their phone and whispers, do you know where festival hall is?
you say sure and take it... hello? whose this?
someone someone is their response.
who are you going to see?
wolfmother
really?
yeah... we're so excited
you ponder this for a moment and you realise telling them would logical / spiritually / matter-of-factly ruin their lives.
did you say the forum? you ask innocently.
no no, festival hall both they and the owner of the phone repeat.
ohhh.... you say, no. i dont know where that is you apologise and hang up knowing that there is only twenty minutes till w/m come on stage.
knowing, that in your small corner of the world - you've made a difference.
a friend passes you their phone and whispers, do you know where festival hall is?
you say sure and take it... hello? whose this?
someone someone is their response.
who are you going to see?
wolfmother
really?
yeah... we're so excited
you ponder this for a moment and you realise telling them would logical / spiritually / matter-of-factly ruin their lives.
did you say the forum? you ask innocently.
no no, festival hall both they and the owner of the phone repeat.
ohhh.... you say, no. i dont know where that is you apologise and hang up knowing that there is only twenty minutes till w/m come on stage.
knowing, that in your small corner of the world - you've made a difference.


2 Comments:
I like this one Melly......
Ah Melly
I love your unusual combination of social conscience and aesthetic elitism.
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