Or, would it maybe be more precise to say; " Michael Stipe has become Me! "?! I'm fucking Mortified!
" Losing My Religion ". REM. Could there Be any more iconic fucking track of our life times?
" I thought that I heard you laughing. I thought that I heard you sing. I think I thought I saw you try. "
" Out Of Time " and " Automatic For The People " were as natural as CD collections in every home.
I've never quite got over the impression of Stipe, doing some number live, on stage.
He was basically holding onto the mike stands head and whip lashing his body back, forth and around. Shirtless.
I thought to myself then ~ as a relatively young, fully active, student of karate; " Fuck me!!! The musculature he must have! How fucking fit, to be able to move like that!!! "
So, the chube is now showing me these fucking vid's called, like: " X. The Story Behind The Song ". And Losing came up. And I clicked it. And Shit My Fucking Self!!!
It's me! (Okay. The hat's brown. Mine is black. I haven't got a pierced septum) But, That's Me!! The beard. The lines. The rheumy fucking eyes?! The entire fucking appearance? It's just un fucking canny!
And, it's not just me, off on some weird sort of self delusional trip or something. I showed people who've known me for fifteen fucking years now. They completely agree!
Funny as fuck; I'm prattling on to Tommy, all the way home. Saying I have it on my phone and I'll show him, as soon as we stop.
Tom's so eager to see the cause of all this hysteria, the moment we pull off the road, onto the track? He fuckin' stops!
" Now, " He says, " Show me this fucking thing ..... Oh My Fucking God!!! It's you is right!!! ".
The fucking Horror!!!
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