Sos: it's me and Dean and David sat round the murky back of the pub after being moved on (thank fuck) from the gaudy Wetherspoons down the road due to lack of ID (the cunts). It's been a long journey this weekend, too long to even gloss over. But sweet hotdamn has it been fun.
I pick at Dean's paprika crisps in an attempt to retain just enough energy to survive the rest of the afternoon. My cider tastes bad and we're too emotionally/physically/etc. tired to speak. I don't hear the jukebox shuffle up its CDs.
Then, all-suddenly-like, a new tune comes on. The music fills the room. It seems to get a little brighter. This song is oh-so-beautiful and, best of all, it's shared.
David claims that the chorus is too anodyne, injected with the artificial happiness of those rising, shimming, positively glowing strings. I don't care. It was fucking fantastic.
in the resolute urgency of now
and if you believe there's not a chance tonight
tonight, so bright
we'll crucify the insincere tonight
we'll make things right, we'll feel it all tonight
we'll find a way to offer up the night tonight
the indescribable moments of your life tonight
the impossible is possible tonight
believe in me as I believe in you, tonight
Thank you Alternate Perception.