{"id":1672,"date":"2018-05-01T00:06:07","date_gmt":"2018-04-30T23:06:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/cassandravoices.com\/?p=1672"},"modified":"2018-05-01T00:06:07","modified_gmt":"2018-04-30T23:06:07","slug":"song-shorts","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/casswp.eutonom.eu\/index.php\/2018\/05\/01\/song-shorts\/","title":{"rendered":"Song Shorts"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" title=\"Iggy pop-The Idiot-China girl\" width=\"500\" height=\"375\" src=\"https:\/\/www.youtube.com\/embed\/9BBAEUOOFKQ?feature=oembed\" frameborder=\"0\" allow=\"accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share\" referrerpolicy=\"strict-origin-when-cross-origin\" allowfullscreen><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>\u201cIggy\u2018s not coming for lunch?\u201d asked Ron.<\/p>\n<p>He tasted his breathe while talking, it smelt surprisingly of milk.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNeed to get a shower,\u201d he said.<\/p>\n<p>A television was blinking upstairs. The automatic shutdown announced the television will be black in few minutes. Iggy was lying on the floor looking at the ceiling.<\/p>\n<p>He started figuring out what happened. Once again he put his dreams against reality. His stupid nature against facts. He thought about her as just a woman now. She could not have been a real woman. She was a symbol. She was definitely a sign of a possible redemption. My little China girl, you wore a beautiful uniform sitting straight on your back at the restaurant. Cheering discreetly. But redemption never arrives by chance. You have to work on it and even then there are people who will never find a proper one. There are simply people who needs to be against the wind at 300 km\/h. I gave you a different room every night, so you would have never felt bored. I gave you the best wines with the most complicated aromas. I gave you the biggest television ever. But you see, the redemption I\u2019m used to tends to collapse easily. And so it did. I need to be against the wind at 300 km\/h. And I ruined everything you are. We\u2019re people used to chewing other people, you know.<\/p>\n<p>The table is broken in the middle and unfortunately it\u2019s my fault. When you cannot control your feelings and &#8211; more than everything &#8211; your fucking movements, those kind of things happen.<\/p>\n<p>Iggy stood up. Then he jumped twice as if there was an imaginary rope\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cNo headache,\u201d he said to himself.<\/p>\n<p>\u201c There is no point in telling the whole story\u2026,\u201d he said \u201cit\u2019s quite intellectual.\u201d\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201c What do you mean?\u201d Ron asked.\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201c I mean, not good things for us. Kind of painful.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>WAITING FOR THE MAN_ VELVET UNDERGROUND<\/p>\n<p>https:\/\/youtu.be\/hugY9CwhfzE<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s freezing and the rain is coming through my shoes. I\u2019m standing at the corner in Lexington and I need to shit. I wait here like a street lamp with money clutched in my hand. He will be here in few minutes, sick as dawn. Then I will shit somewhere. I need to control the needs of my body and establish an order. But it\u2019s going to be hard. Because everything makes me want to shit. Bricks are reflecting rain. Grey is everywhere. There is a prostitute on the other side of the street. I suppose she\u2019s a prostitute. I hope, otherwise I can\u2019t imagine why is she standing there. She\u2019s young, she could be seventeen or eighteen. She doesn\u2019t look particularly sick: she\u2019s just waiting for something, trying to follow the right order of things. I need to shit.<\/p>\n<p>I start to think about God. I need a real God that fixes things, a fat reliable God living on my shoulders. It\u2019s incredible how humans can build totally depressing spots. It\u2019s fucking bad to be here. Your life is a guinea pig life without a wheel or anything like it. I need to shit. And a God, for fuck\u2019s sake. I want to feel his dry breath behind me.<\/p>\n<p>No way. This idiot is never on time. Who is he? I don\u2019t mind, I just have to be on time for him. But he shows no respect, no fucking respect. Twenty-six wet dollars clutched in my hand. Yes, we really have the worst Gods ever in this place. Never on time. Then the prostitute crosses the road. She\u2019s coming towards me, slowly. Despite the rain her make up is really solid. It seems that you need to shit, she says. And she stares at me. Then her hands go through her bag and she shows me a small paper box. It\u2019s brownish and dry. She reminds me of someone I met in school. Remember that you need to shit, she says. Luanne? I ask. She nods her head. I give her twenty-six dollars, it seems the most obvious thing. I open my hand with my crumpled twenty-six dollars. She takes them and puts them in a bag without even looking . I\u2019m sure I have already seen her. She looks younger than seventeen or eighteen. But she could easily be in her thirties as well. And she\u2019s so fucking dry.<\/p>\n<p>Are you waterproof? I ask. Sure, she answers.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u201cIggy\u2018s not coming for lunch?\u201d asked Ron. He tasted his breathe while talking, it smelt surprisingly of milk. \u201cNeed to get a shower,\u201d he said. A television was blinking upstairs. The automatic shutdown announced the television will be black in few minutes. Iggy was lying on the floor looking at the ceiling. 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