Today's been good. I got to meet a couple of my ex colleagues, the nice ones for a change. I wasn't too sure they'd recognise me. One didn't in fact, as soon as I talked I could see hew jaw drop. And so happy was she to see me. I like this girl, always have. But I got to see an ugly part of my past, although perhaps greatly reduced. What is it that makes me call it ugly? Well, what people might see is that when you have a bunch of musicians all playing together they look so cute, so elite, so professional. Dig deeper. They're no cuties, perhaps one or two, that's all. Admittedly, through no fault of theirs, all musicians seem to have different personalities, none match another. Not even if there's a thousand of them together. It's not their fault. They make harmony, loads of people think we're so happy as a lark making music all day long. Yeah. Dig even deeper. They're hoodies, gangsters, with one mission... to kill. To kill the music perhaps? They do manage that. To kill each other, I have a very good feeling they would too if it weren't for the idea of jail. What sets these people off? It could be a little thing like a smile, it could be a big thing as suddenly wanting to smash whatever instrument they play on another's head. Sometimes it's just like the KinderGarten classes I see. No better, no worse. Other times, it's like seeing something that only happens on TV. They're also very horny guys who would probably do it with panties hung out on a washing line. It's dingy in there and the heavy air smells of sex, illicit sex, far more illicit than the married man/woman-having-an-affair sex. This goes beyond. Because it gets dirty, not as in sexual dirty-talk, oh no, much much worse. Musicians also have their own penis extension, and that is whatever instrument they play. No wonder they call it an instrument. And yet there were many happy times, I have so many happy memories. Until... that's when the fairytale began, the one of the prince and the toad. Because so many turn into croaking ugly toads. It's all so reptile like. Because then you get snakes. I think they'd also best have a pond, all these reptiles crawling about. Yes that's a fantastic idea so that musicians could also have a good wash seeing that some smell of onions. And just when the curtain's up, you'll see everybody in evening attire making music. One would think it's a big happy family. It is, it's an amphibian one, with all the slime and all the scales, the latter not necessarily always in tune.
