HUSH UP, ISSUE: 1:3 Save the People
I turned off the music, and it all grew quite around me. In a different country a big man died of a small disease. A king trying to save his people, but too late, because life’s too short. I kept turning the pages of my music magazine, and I didn’t need the turn table to play for me to hear it.
There was French House music, with loops, grooves and beats, and Swedish pop in the end. I heard rappers full of anger, hate and fear, passionate r&b and philosophical hip hop. I listened to punk-rockers full of stories and hot drum’n’bass. And eurodisco, which meant nothing to me.
Behind my dreams the sun rose and set, and I was still turning my pages. The time was speeding again, and I was only waiting for someone to give it a speeding ticket. No-one would, because it was my time and my responsibility. I had to make something creative, but I couldn’t get my hands of the mag and I couldn’t stop chewing on my delicious dream.
I’d bean talking too much. Too much crap had dangled from my tongue. I had said it good, I had said it bad, and I had said it in all possible kind of ways. I was wishing for someone to come and tell me. How its gonna be. So how it’s gonna be with the world? Are we gonna save someone today or are we just gonna sit around dreaming. What’s up with God, where’s he at, anyway? I wished I new the answers, because I was tired. Tired of asking the questions. And just plain, laid off tired.
My tongue grew tangled with the speeding thing. And it became that hard and difficult. I rose, looked at the turn table, and didn’t say a thing.
The needle scratched the vinyl and cried. It wasn’t music, and it wasn’t politics, nor philosophy. It was a dream, streaming form the speakers. And I sat there, thinking about that big man dying of something so small, promising myself never to speak again until I too could cry a dream.
Co Editors
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