Why can't I just go to bed? I am so tired but
I keep finding things to do.
If I stay up too late I begin to find certain
television theme tunes hypnotic and I catch myself gently rocking back and
forth to the rhythmic beats. This
happened most recently at about three in the morning when the extended title
sequence of the BBC One news came on.
I-was- OFF.
A younger Thom favourite was Casualty. That was a WINN-ERR. You can keep your Strauss, Beastie Boys,
Kadga-goo-goo, “too shy-shy-hush-hush-eye-to-eye” and MAD disco beats…
…I got de CASUALTY.
The stance for this was to sit 3 feet from the
telly, preferably facing it although that wasn’t necessary for the music
appreciation, scrunched into a ball shape, knees to chin, arms clenched round
legs (this allows for a greater rocking motion), then strike up the BBC one, Casualty on, SORTED.
I would rock back and forth with my eyes shut and my
head slightly rocking from side to side, kind of like you would if you were
appreciating some jazz flute in the 70s.
You probably still don’t get it. So HERE…
In the making of that short art house short, I found
myself “rocked” back to childhood.
That theme certainly hasn’t lost its magic.
That theme certainly hasn’t lost its magic.
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