Saturday night on the Sunset strip. No better than a tourist chump looking for a cheap thrill.
I’m here about a dame. The siren kind. Nothing romantic at the moment. On the hunt for entertainment. I stumbled upon her two weeks back. She was doing one of them rehearsal sessions.
I was out carousing with the liquid phantoms trying to shake the mopes for a night.
Her and those boys she was playing with let me in for a song. I figured they were hurting for an audience, so I sat in.
She must have seen the drool on my chin. After the jam she invited me to one of their shows. A real one she called it. Said she’d even put me on the list. I told her “No one ever put me on a list that was good” She smiled and gave me a tap.
I think it was her way of copping a feel on me. It’s been too long since a knock out like that laid a finger on me.
Too long as in never. In the corner of my eye I seen the bass player not taking too well to the flirt. I took to it though. I took to her pretty good also.
So, here I am.
Saturday night on the Sunset strip.
I go to the front past the line of unsuspecting fashion victims. A neanderthal with the rings of Saturn stained on his arm pits guards the door. He gives me a bull blast from his nostrils.
You can never be too assuming in a situation like this I says to myself. I lean forward and whisper in my best adult voice
“I’m on the list. Dudley Morse” I tell him.
He snickers. They always snicker.
I never use my real name. Not to strangers. Not even to a bombshell. I’ve learned the hard way on how many shapes and sizes creeps come in. Dudley is who they get to deal with that.
I’m in past the soiled velvet rope. Just in time to hear the first act finish up.
The joint looks like a disco ball exploded leaving nothing but the scent of cheap cologne and polyester shrapnel.
I ask the bar keep for a beer and house whiskey. I settle in the debris, patiently waiting for that siren song.
I got shut in for the weekend, I wanted to get out, so I compromised and wrote about going out. This story is going somewhere, but I it’s important to get feedback for me sometimes. This being one of those times. Let me know if you’d be interested in more of this kinda stuff. Until then, thanks for reading this far.