Monday, October 25, 2010

STRANGE MAGIC AND THE VIRGIN SUICIDES


There is this gay guy who lives on the same floor as me. Affable and funny, he possesses a dark humour that is both facetious and obtuse. I like the guy. (From what I can gather from our elevator conversations)

I saw him a couple a weeks ago coming into the building with an attractive brunette woman (a french, native American cultural mix) on his arm.

"Perhaps I was way off on him. This guy Frank may give new definition to the word METEROSEXUAL". (Or maybe I just need to make another run to winners)


MOVING FORWARD A WEEK


I meet this Brunette lady in the laundry room. After the obligatory silence and shyness subsides. I finally GESTALT a word.

RICK: Hi, I'm on the eighth as well. ( A clever opener)
Brunette:Oh Yeah, Yeah I think I have seen you around. I'm Lorene.
RICK: I'm RICK. It's funny I have a good friend with the same name.
LORENE: And here I thought I was so unusual.

AWKWARD PAUSE

LORENE: I'm from BOSTON. I'm visiting my COUSIN FRANK for a couple of weeks.
RICK: BOSTON, know alot about it. Been most places, but never there.
LORENE: Oh, it's wonderful. Dynamic...It's changing alot though....but still it's
a special city.
RICK: How do you like TORONTO?
LORENE: GREAT, really great from what I've seen. So many restaurants and so clean.
RICK: Uh Huh


FAST FORWARD TO THIS PAST SATURDAY NIGHT

It's pouring rain out and I am returning home from a meeting. I am soaked like a
drowning RAT.

LORENE runs up behind me as I approach the building. She slaps me on the back
scaring the hell out of me.

LORENE: RICK hows life?
RICK: Uh, it's happening. Welcome to our wonderful world of insane weather.
LORENE: I don't mind it.

WE WALK THROUGH THE LOBBY AND WAIT FOR THE ELEVATORS TOGETHER.

LORENE: HEY RICK, I know you guys are really polite and here and all and you
might just think I'm a slob for asking you this.......

RICK: Go ahead, I can take it; and for the record, we are all not that polite
we are just a little on the.....self absorbed side.

LORENE: Well....FRANK is away for the night at his partners house and I thought
if you weren't busy you might like to come over for a movie and a FONDUE
or something. If you aren't married. If you are, bring your wife.

RICK: That's a really sweet offer. I am not married and you know what. I accept.
I just need to change first. Also, I haven't even heard the word FONDUE
since the 70's.

WE BOTH LAUGH

LORENE: Yeah, FRANK is MR RETRO MAN. It's cute really. A good movie is on IFC
tonight, one of my favourites. THE VIRGIN SUICIDES.

RICK: Ok. I Like that movie as well. I like Sophia Coppola. Give me 15 minutes
alrighty?

NOW IN THE ELEVATOR


LORENE: (smiling) Do you have any meat? For the FONDUE?
RICK: I haven't been eating meat for a couple of weeks, but for this occasion
I will break out a steak I have.

LORENE: Cool, see you soon.

LOTS OF SMILING


INTERIOR. FRANKS RETRO APARTMENT. LATER



THE apartment IS THE 70'S.

BLACK LIGHT POSTERS, SATURDAY NIGHT FEVER B/W PHOTOS, BEADED DOORWAYS, INCENSE,
A PHONOGRAPH, BEAN BAD CHAIRS AND THE PROVERBIAL FONDUE POT.

The experience was beyond SURREAL all night long. Loved it. LORENE was friendly, funny and extremely easy on the eyes. That wasn't even that important. It was the full experience IN SENSURROUND that was doing it to me.

Just before the movie started, I noticed that FRANK had a copy of THE VIRGIN SUICIDE soundtrack in his CD COLLECTION. It had been pulled out and was sitting on the top of a pile in the corner.

A thought occurred to me. Is there some CRYPTIC hidden agenda here that I am missing?

However, the whole night was an IMPROVISED BLAST FROM THE PAST.

I think the feeling of Love began as she put on the KISS disco song..."I WAS MADE FOR LOVING YOU" as the FONDUE pot was HEATING UP.


We played with our food as we watched the movie and provided improvisation to some scenes as we went along. Some highlights of the film being Josh Hartnetts hair, the 13 year old girls performance and of course the ICONIC 70's soundtrack.


RICK: How is it humanly possible for you to know all of these old tunes?
LORENE: I am 33 not 3.
RICK: AND? SPLAIN?
LORENE: I have a brother about your age, what are you, early 40's? Anyway, what
am I too young for you?
RICK: I wouldn't exactly say that. I think you are great. Fun night. Classic
and completely unexpected.

I THINK IT WAS ME THAT AFTER THE MOVIE AND DINNER TRIED TO BYPASS THE SMITH'S MEAT IS MURDER AND GET DIRECTILY BACK INTO THE SOUNDTRACK FROM THE FILM IN A BIG WAY.

RICK: Care for a little STYX?
LORENE: BABE?
RICK: Not exactly.

Now I hadn't danced to "COME SAIL AWAY" in many years, but I did have the cogent thought that it would be a challenge.


(Featuring the over the top lyrics...."We will reach for tomorrow, on every shore")


I now remembered the NUANCES and CHANGES in the tune. It starts out depressingly slow and then revs up up.

SHIT. As we both jumped up onto the SHAG CARPET to give it a shot we couldn't stop smiling. We started to touch and we were off.

The thought that kept pin balling around my head was........

"I am fast dancing to STYX with a STRANGER in a gay man's APARTMENT" This is
very cool.



Another thought..."Is there any real irony in the fact that I might be making
a total JACKASS out of myself right now?"



I didn't care..I didn't want to miss it. It was the definition of "in the moment" and "spontaneous".

We danced slow to 10cc's "I'm not in love" and to "Alone again naturally". What more can I say, description isn't really needed and would simply be superfluous.

LORENE said she was leaving in a few days to go back home, but we would stay in touch.


We Kissed and hugged for a few seconds at the door and then I was off to my BARRACKS.


As I walked down the hall I could still hear ELO's "STRANGE MAGIC" playing in the background. You got a strange magic. You do.


From Bed about an hour later, I still couldn't get the bloody song out of my head.


The VIRGIN SUICIDES, ELO and LORENE.....Nobody could take this experience away from
me now. We both wanted to live. Beautiful and Real. Beautiful and Real. Wow life is good, almost asleep.


I was drifting deep into a DREAMLAND of SHAG AND BLACK LIGHTS when I heard the KNOCK AT MY DOOR...............


RL OCT 25/10

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