Desperate Journalist. The Rocking Chair, Sheffield. 27 May 2015

Desperate Journalist

How was it? he texted.

It being the gig.

I searched for a word. It had to be the right word though because when you write, even a simple text, to another writer, it needs to be the right word.

Dizzying.

Sparkly.

Heartstopping.

Electric.

Glitterybassguitar.

Mesmerising.

OhdeargodIreallycan’taffordaRickenbacker.

Awestruck.

Incapacitatingandsimultaneousfeelingsoflongingandintenseoverwhelmingjoy.

Brilliant.

In the end I settled on Transplendent.

Desperate Journalist. Get your coat. You had me at Control.

 

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