SETTING-on a plane flying couch to Florida while the movie ‘K9’ is playing. I am sitting with my little brother (6 at the time) and I am in the window seat so much complaining on his part is being done. Even more complaining is being done by a whiny person with a British accent in front of me. Now that you know the setting, let us begin the story.
"Kid, please stop kicking the seat in front of you"
I could tell by the sound of the ladies voice in front of him that she was getting very annoyed, but she seemed too bus sorting papers and talking with the person behind her to complain. From what I could see of her, her hair was incredibly messy and her pretty clothes looked as though they had been thrown on her. She kept using the words ‘sorry’ and ‘babe’ while the person beside her kept using words like ‘fuck’ and ‘shit’.
I had my Walkman with my David Bowie tape Young American (I was a mellow child). All Across The Universe (which is my fav. song on the album) began. I of course started to hum and after a minute into the track the man in front of me began to hum as well. His voice was beautiful, in fact it reminded me bit of mr. Bowie himself. The next track began and so did more of my humming. The man in front of me didn’t continue along with me, instead he just stopped. He got up from his seat and turned his head. I froze *gasp* it was him! It was DAVID BOWIE! He sort of smiled and asked me where I was from. I was too shocked to say anything so I started mumbling incoherently. He began to laugh and put his hand in hi s pocket. Once he had found what he was looking for, he took my hand and placed what he had inside of it. He turned back around and sat in his seat.
I looked down into my hand and found a guitar pic. I started to feel all warm and funny inside. I did eventually get to have a little chat with David and he let me take his picture.
(Some parts of this story may be, if not totally, at least partially false)
By SonicYuth
GO HOME!!!
Are you too good for you home?!?!