Okay, so help me with this one -
I'm enjoying another day outside of my house (an event which has gradually taken on a certain exclusivity since the beginning of term), wandering aimlessly in and out of market stalls, weaving my way past clipboard androids and the man trying to sell me an issue of the same magazine I bought off him 2 days ago. I occasionally enter the polished walls of an actual shop, in an attempt to stop myself from charging directly from one end of Commercial road to the other and then back again.
All the time, my eyes are wandering, shopping in their own right, examining each feature of every product. I know full well that my money is sparse yet my want for something to put in my bag to take home for my own is great. I won't steal - That's just stupid. It dirties the item, makes it worthless. So, my only real option is to remain vigilant, forever seeking that magical word:
"FREE"
Oh, bliss! A possession free of charge! The sweetest of all items in the city are those which don't even require me to brush my fingertips over the leather of my wallet. They are rare, however. I mean, fliers are numerous, but they have no substance. No, the real gems, the faithful constants, are underground newspapers.
Today's particular find is a monthly publication with the charming name, "The Stool Pigeon" - It's essentially an indie music review paper, up to date with developments in the silent world of the unsigned and out-of-chart performers of this world. I can't find any great flaws in it - Really communicative, relevant articles by more than capable writers with a real passion for what they love. It does get me thinking though...
Could I start one? You know, an underground publication?
I wouldn't want it to be anything major - I'm not looking to change the face of youth politics or "shout out" against the false social trends which fluctuate within our society of influential, weak-minded persons. I'm not well informed enough to be a source of new music knowledge either, regardless of how much I'd like to be. I sometimes think I could just write for people to enjoy. Nothing daring or really thought provoking - Just something to squeeze a tiny grin out of the stony faced student, whose many nights of excess have led to 5 hour days and a less-than-peachy perspective on things around them.
That's what I see these papers as - Little beams of light. Tiny novels for me to regard, take in and pass on; passages of words which stimulate my senses just long enough to tick the "Resolve Boredom" box in the deep recesses of my mind.
Maybe I'll have a crack at it - Last time I checked there were no laws against them, so why not use some of the free speech I seems to be quite happily ignoring?
'tonm.
xxx
Book of the Moment: I finished "Making History" by Stephen Fry. Give it a read. Stunner.
Song of the Moment: "Fox Fire Kilnamona" by Dean Magraw
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"The Stool Pigeon" - I found it at the upper corner vintage clothing store once a few weeks ago. The name of it still makes me laugh. The content was really, as you put it: little beams of light. But that can be said for everything. The momentary existance. All there is.
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