While there, he was introduced to many new people and he felt a bit out of place. There were some he knew in a casual sense, but he was quite chagrined to meet Mary Wendenheimer's very good friend Kirby Delacourt. The attached adjective of "very good" and the noun "friend" translated into the word BEAU. Yes, Mary Wendenheimer was quite smitten with Kirby. THE FUTURIST! felt as deflated as a child's punctured Birthday balloon. Mixed emotions swirled and eddied in his sea of thoughts. Left alone with Kirby, THE FUTURIST! found him to be intelligent, amusing and a good story teller. Kirby was a good chap ... someone THE FUTURIST! could actually talk to and feel not bored with and not impose the thoughts of inserting his head into a gas oven. However, THE FUTURIST! still felt morose and not as happy as he had before he had knocked on the door of Mary Wendenheimer. He found solace in the holiday punch, which was being laced, he later discovered, with Wolfschmidt Vodka by Mary's brother. Several cups into the night found THE FUTURIST! getting overly effusive and sentimental and taking to the dance floor when the song sung by Jane Wiedlin (formerly of The Go-Gos) featured below was played. Many attendees danced, as well. But the most fantastic thing occurred when Mary's heart throb Kirby Delacourt moved his way into the midst of the animated amusement and danced with THE FUTURIST!. No ... it was not a dance of intimacy, but a dance of pure joy and feelings ejected from the plane of reality. It turned into a moment of utter surreal sensation as the party goers separated and allowed Kirby Delacourt and THE FUTURIST! to move about separated from each other and allowing the music to over take their better selves ... or was it really their better selves allowing to be expressed? Ah! ... the answer is lost in the smoky haze of the past.
Listen and IMAGINE:
performed by Jane Wiedlin