| Walking home from work through park
i chanced upon string quartet at bandshell. a couple of drops signaled possible
rain and i was bored anyway so i walked up winding steps to
twisted tree area and spied summer stage set-up--big
mouse ears like buboes symptomatic of disney plague. got as far as east drive
when rodent soundcheck drowned out birdsong and no doubt overpowered simple
wood instruments back at the bandshell playing for old couple wrapped in
blankets and curious skaters who pausd in their repetitive loops to appreciate
the display. fucking disney, what do they care, blaring chirpy warbling tunes
masquerading as the sublime when really what it comes down to is selling
flavorless shit to brainwashed kids. |
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