skipping feet down wexford street, queuing up, laughing at our luck, anticipation soars, imagining the great applause as you come out to play. in front of me there is a guy who keeps on turning ‘round to catch my eye, he’s pretty cute, he’s got nice hair, safari suit, but i can’t bring myself to stare ‘cos my attention is elsewhere, it’s on the stage it’s on the band, it’s on the fact that i’ve been standing for three hours and i could stand ten more. well i think i lost all sensation in my feet an hour ago, but i know this is the destination that i’ve been dreaming of and so even though i can only see your left shoulder when the guy in front of me leans down to kiss his girlfriend, don’t care, cos i love every second of this gig. now i can hear the girl behind me singing along all out of key, she’s spilling beer upon my back but i don’t notice for the fact the song you’re singing now takes me back home to when you and i sat around singing songs we love. well i think i lost all sensation in my feet an hour ago, but i know this is the place that i’ve been dreaming of and so even though i can only see your left shoulder when the guy in front of me leans down to kiss his girlfriend, don’t care, cos i love every second of this gig, well it’s a multisensory environment, this gig, well it brings me back to all the hours i’ve spent crammed in to crowded bars, big day out under the stars, drums, vocals, bass, guitars, this gig. this gig, yeah. now i’m trudging back to westmoreland, remembering i’ve only three pounds left to spend to catch the night bus home and then stay up and dance around and send text messages that make no sense to all my tolerant good friends, scoff down some toast and fall asleep with a ringing in my ears. so now i dream of loosing all sensation in my feet and in my toes, cruising on that high you get, that pre- and post-gig afterglow, even though i can only see the bands that play for next to nearly free, you know i will attend cos i don’t care, i love every second of this gig. this gig.
credits
from small ponds,
released August 16, 2008
by the cashews
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