The Winterfood Diaries

The Winterfood Diaries

Tuesday, 25 April 1989

Nosedive Karma


LATE:

 

‘Lover Come Back To Me’ – Dead Or Alive



 

Today was videos + Shakespeare + handbills + Chinese take-away scenes, but mainly…

MAGGIE!  AAARGH!

DON’T KILL ME THIS WAY!

 

NO!  YAAAAAAAAIII!

 

VINNIE + DOM!  VERITY!  NOOO!  DON’T GO!

 

LEATHER JACKET + HAYRE?  GORGEOUS!  BUT DON’T TALK TO TWATS + IDIOTS!

 

DON’T DESERT ME!

COME BACK!

 

AAAARGH!!!

 

AAIIIIEEEE!

 

I NEED YOU, MAGGIE!

 

Later:

 

‘Nosedive Karma’ – Gaye Bykers On Acid



 

Having myself spent only a marginal amount of time on my ‘Shakespeare Assesment’, I was disgusted with my fellow students today.  As we all waited our turn to take a video session, so many of them were still reading from the test or attempting to learn lines.  Several of them have been at it for over a week now.

 

Once we’d shot the videos, we had to sit and watch them, and while they were absolutely hilarious, chaotic and anarchic viewing, they were ATROCIOUS (and mine was bad enough, frankly, but really…).  Some people had recorded their out-takes rather than the actual performance and others had scripts out of shot or just didn’t bother at all.  Larry went mad.

 

Later on, I rehearsed some of The Chinese Play with Gemma, Julian, Jonny + Donna.

 

Later:

 

‘Israel’ – Siouxsie and the Banshees



 

Maggie came into College today to say a very brief ‘hello’.  She’s got a leather biker’s jacket now and she looked really gorgeous.  I wanted to kiss her, but obviously, nothing occurred.  We had about 2 minutes together, and it pissed me off. 


SHE JUST DOESN’T SEE IT.  JUST DOESN’T KNOW.  JUST DOESN’T REALISE.

 

Later:

 

‘Two Tribes (Keep the Peace)’ – Frankie Goes To Hollywood



 

I saw Audrey today (a gorgeous girl I know from Wetlands and Trianglia).  Her afro’s really nice.  Really nice.

 

I dream a lot lately.  Tonight, I sort of dozed under the sunbed, listening to ‘TWO TRIBES’.  I half-dreamt I was in some dark, nightmare landscape of black, smoking buildings and a burnt orange sky.  War had broken out and the first trike was over.  We were all wearing uniforms and helmets, awaiting the second attack.  Then, in the sky, a fleet of huge black bombers appeared…

 





 

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Next time: ‘President’s Ball 1989…’

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