As we drove through the quiet streets, I noticed that I was making every green traffic light. This is something I had not taken the time to notice before. There are days when you are in a hurry and hit every red. But those days are balanced out by days like this. Not in a hurry and you hit the greens interspersed with the occasional red. This was my life right now. I was driving down life’s highway hitting the green lights but every now and then life’s highway stops you dead in your tracks with a red. You sit in the proverbial queue waiting for the lights to change. You take time out to pick your nose whilst you look at the driver beside you who is tapping out his music on his steering wheel. You hear the blast of a horn that tells you to move on. Back on along life’s highway.
“Well, are you gonna move or what?” said Skinny Boy who was looking over his shoulder at the traffic that was building up behind me. He showed the driver behind us the ‘V’ sign accompanied by a contorted face.
“Sorry mate I was miles away there” I said as I snapped back into reality.
“We would have been miles away if you kept your bloody head together”. I gave a nervous laugh and decided to tap along to the radio on the steering wheel.
“Why don’t you put the CD on?” said Skinny Boy who was rummaging through his holdall.
“What CD?” I asked.
“Really? What CD? Where the hell are you mate? The CD that the club found on the bus. I have a copy of it here.” Bloody hell! I can get to hear some exclusive tracks from mONKEYs fOREHEAd. I did wonder why after all this time I had been with them it was only now that I was getting to hear this CD. So I asked Skinny Boy.
“Why after all this time I have been with you is it only now that I am getting to hear this CD?”
“Dunno” came Skinny Boy’s reply. “So do you wanna hear it or not?” I pushed eject on the in car CD player as Absolutely by ABC was slowly spewed out. I lovingly returned it to its case from the glove box all the while I am steering the car with my knees.
The CD player sucked the CD in and made a few high-pitched whistles as it read the data on the disk. Track 1 popped up on the display. The car became full of musical genius.
