ORANGE AUDIBLE DISASTER - DonВґt Panic
song WRITTEN and PERFORMED by orange audible disaster, from the album MIMESIS,released 2009, www.myspace.com/orangeaudibled isaster
Mr Jones
Seen. We were observers, we were ships. We were alive, that much was clear, all of our senses were telling us so. It was orange blossom time and the air was thick and heady with it. We kept to the rectangles and slices of sunlight that found their way down to the cobblestones and the mosaics of the barrio, looking for jamon, for boccadillos, for anything that sounded Spanish. Though it was spring, the stone walls of the alleyways were hoarding winter’s chill for the coming months like some Spanish squirrels.
Mr Jones had himself a new pair of sunglasses and he looked like about a thousand pesos. Mr Jones, he was sharp, and I wasn’t the only one who thought so; he also thought so…and his mother (may she rest in peace). Mr Jones had a nose for sunglasses. Some people do. He did. He had a Roman nose. Like an empire. Like a goddamn motherfucking empire. If Mr Jones had’ve been alive 2000 years ago, he would have been an emperor. Emperor Jones. Based on nothing more than his nose. A nose can take you far if you let it. If it’s true that lips can sink ships, then, make no mistake, Mr Jones had a nose that could lead an empire into battle. Looking at it, one could just make out the sound of bugles in the distance, horses galloping. Chariots. Christ, it was hypnotic, his nose. I would follow it anywhere. So would he. Not that he had any choice.
It was late afternoon and the local residentes were just waking up. Way out in the distance, so faint it may have been a memory from the day before, I could hear the sound of an acoustic guitar. Nylon, man, is there anything sweeter? Whether it’s stretched taut across a wooden box, or wrapped around a woman’s calves, I’m a nylon man through and through. Mr Jones, he’s an angora man, but that’s a whole other story.
Women with long dark hair and even darker eyes that could look right through you to the other side of your head were out walking their heels, clip-clopping in the streets like Spanish horses; strong women; women who could drink, dance and smoke all night, and still have enough to fuck your brains out long after sunrise. These were women of the revolution and they weren’t to be fucked with, unless they wanted to be.
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