Friday, May 16, 2008

Like an animal

The other day I was driving, and I was flipping through the stations hoping to hear something worth listening to. My car is woefully ill-equipped for my musical demands. After a few button pushes, I heard the very beginning of a song. I was so excited. I could barely stand it. The song was "Closer" by Nine Inch Nails. See, I have this thing about music. I am addicted to it. I love music. I have a song for every thing, and every person and every important moment. A song can bring me right back to a memory. This particular song, this particular memory is strong, and awesome, and makes me smile. When I was 21, my friends and I hung out at this bar/club every Friday. I mean Every Friday. We were such regulars that if we were late, no one would take our table, which was prime real estate, right next to the dj booth and dance floor, and the closest table to the bar. The place was called Shadows. It was so bad that it was good. Black walls with Neon bright paint everywhere. Friday nights were flash back dance parties. No cover befoe 11, and Miller Lite was $1.50. Rediculous good times were had there from open to close, every week. We weren't the only regulars, so after a while all regulars became familiar. These were people that if you saw them by the light of day, on, say, a Tuesday, you would give each other a knowing nod - a 'see you Friday' tilt of the head. One of these regulars was a guy we referred to (unbeknownst to him of course) as Chisel Face. His features were so perfect it was like he was chisled from marble. We had encountered Chisel Face for the first time during our teen-aged years when we hung out at this other club, a goth/punk/alternative playground of a place called Medusa's. CF was a regular there, and so were we. He was hot. We were chubby, but at least we could dance. He didn't know we existed back then. We encountered CF again somewhere between high school and twenty one. He was a host at Baker's Square. Again, he didn't know we existed. By the time we got to all being regulars at Shadows, we kind of knew each other. Chisel Face had dated some girl I knew, we knew the same people, it was a comfortable getting along. Of course, my friends and I all wanted to fack him. He was the epitomy of HOT. He was also very goth. He was a fantastic dancer who only danced to very particular songs. We all watched him when he danced, with his hotness and great moves and such it was one collective sigh. One night, I was walking across the dance floor, and "Closer" started to play. I was about to pass Chisel Face when the song began. All of the sudden he turned to me, put his hand on my arm, and jerked his head behind him, in the direction of the middle of the dance floor. I couldn't believe it - he was indicating that he wanted to dance with me. I gave it about 1/2 second of thought. I knew what to do, and how to do it. I had grown up on dancing to this kind of music. I knew how to mosh. I mean really mosh - in a Black Flag kind of way. The moshing that meant a nice look of bent backs, bent arms, twirling legs. None of this let's just jump up and down running into each other kind of moshing that people do today. Real moshing, in a circle, like it's supposed to be done. So, I danced. I danced and danced to the whole song. Not near CF, but WITH him. I didn't even bother to look if anyone was watching. It was my moment. I didn't care. To my 21 year old chubby brain, it was everything. After the song was over, and "Karma Chameleon" came over the speakers, CF leaned over, kissed me on the cheek and said "Thanks". I turned to go back to my table and noticed that my friends had been watching, and were waiting for me to get to the table to fill them in on the how of the whole event. They probably would have clapped had they not known better. After that CF and I went back to our comfortable we-kind-of-know-each-otherness. But that moment will forever belong to that song.

4 comments:

Kathleen said...

that is such a great story!

Von said...

Thanks Kathleen! I'm proud of this one!

Adorable Girlfriend said...

I too like the story.

What a neat thing to have a song for every moment.

Von said...

Thanks AG! I'm glad I shared this story...