Memoires by Triad
- - - - - - - A]MMC - - - - - - - - - A]MMC - YOU DIDN'T SEE THAT ONE COMING, DID YA? IT IS THE OLD CAPTAIN ONCE AGAIN ON A TOUR OF NOSTALGIA. I PUT A TAPE IN THE DECK FOR AMBIANCE. I REALLY SHOULD GET IT OVER TO CD ONE OF THOSE DAYS, BUT I NEVER GET AROUND TO IT. TO ME IT IS A REALLY VALUABLE TAPE, ONCE RECORDED FROM WRKA IN LOUISVILLE, KENTUCKY IN THE U S OF A. THE YEAR WAS EARLY 1987 AND I HAD GOTTEN MY FIRST SWOPCONTACT IN THE STATES, AND ALMOST MY FIRST CONTACT, PERIOD. AND THIS NEW CONTACT SENT ME THAT TAPE. IN THE BEGINNING I LOVED TO PLAY IT IN MY CAR DURING A NICE, WARM SUMMER EVENING ON ROUTE TO SOME PLACE, ANY PLACE. IT SORT OF MADE ME FEEL LIKE I WAS HEADING WESTWARD ON ROUTE 66 GOING FOR AN AMERICAN ADVENTURE. THEN ONE DAY, THE PLAYER IN MY CAR TOOK A BITE OUT OF THE TAPE. AFTER THAT, I ONLY PLAY IT IN MY DEPENDABLE TECHNICS SYSTEM AT RARE OCCASIONS WHEN FEELING NOSTALGIC OR I FOR SOME REASON WANT TO REVERT IN TIME MENTALLY. LIKE NOW WHEN I WAS REMINDED OF ONE OF MY FAVOURITE BUDDIES IN THE GANG. FOR AN INTENSE PERIOD OF ALMOST TWO YEARS THE TWO OF US KEPT A TIGHT CONTACT OVER THE DIVIDING RANGE. OH THE PLOTTING AND KIDDING AND JESTING. I MISSED IT FOR YEARS AFTER THOSE HAPPY DAYS WERE OVER, WHEN MY BUDDY HAD MOVED ON TO NEW PASTURES AND NEW BUDDIES. AND THE YEARS WENT ON AND I TOO GOT OTHER INTERESTS AND BUDDIES. AND IN THE NATURAL COURSE OF LIFE ONE DAY I TRIPPED OVER A PAIR OF BLUE EYES WHEN I EXPECTED IT THE LEAST. MY QUEST HAD NOTHING WHAT SO EVER TO DO WITH WOMEN - OR COMPUTERS. AND I FELL HEAD OVER HEALS AND I TRIPPED ALL OVER MYSELF IN MY EAGERNESS TO MAKE SOMETHING OUT OF IT. WELL I SHOULD HAVE REALISED, AN OLD USED UP CAPTAIN OFFERS NO TEMPTATION TO A PAIR OF BLUE EYES AND I WAS REJECTED. THAT'S LIFE I GUESS, BUT IT TOOK ME SOME TIME TO GET TO TERMS WITH IT. EVENTUALLY I DID I SUPPOSE. THEN ONE DAY I GOT A TOTALLY UNEXPECTED PHONECALL. I COULD LOOK FORWARD TO A RARE VISIT. SORRY, TO DISAPPOINT THE ROMANTICS AMONG YOU. NOPE IT WAS NOT THE PAIR OF BLUE EYES. INSTEAD IT WAS MY OLD BUDDY FROM THE GANG WHO WAS IN SWEDEN FOR A VISIT. BUT HERE IT COMES.. . . . HE WAS HERE TO VISIT THOSE BLUE EYES! WHAT DO YOU GIVE ME FOR THAT SURPRISE? IT TURNS OUT HE HAD MET HER NOT VERY LONG BEFORE I DID. THEY HAD HAD A SORT OF RELAXED ON/OFF AFFAIR SINCE THEN. NOW ISN'T THAT PROOF THAT THE WORLD IS A VERY SMALL PLACE WHEN ALL COMES AROUND ? MY DEFINITE OPINION IS THAT THERE MUST BE A SORT OF HALF ANGELS HALF GODS WHO LOVE TO PLAY US TO SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN THEY REALLY SET THEIR MINDS TO DRIVE US OUT OF IT.. . . WONDER IF HE EVER READS THIS AND IF SO, IF HE UNDERSTANDS THAT HE IS THE ONE HAVING A PART IN THE STORY? I KNOW FOR SURE THAT SHE NEVER WILL.. . . AND HERE IS THE REASON FOR THE TAPE I AM PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND. IT REALLY INDUCES NOSTALGIA. AT TIMES I JUST NEED TO WALLOW IN A BIT OF NOSTALGIA AND SELFPITY AND RIGHT NOW IS SUCH A TIME. CAN'T HELP WONDERING HOW THE YEARS HAVE TREATED HER. THE LAST TIME I SAW HER WAS WHEN I GAVE HER ONE LAST LOOK AS WE STOOD AT THE BOTTOM OF THE STAIRS BEFORE PARTING IN DIFFERENT DIRECTIONS IN ALL SENSES OF THE WORD.. . . . . . . - CREDITS: (INTRO) TAO - CODE, FONT, AND DESIGN JERRY - TEXT NE7 - MUSIC DANE - LOGO (MAIN PART) TAO - CODE, FONT DCMP - PICTURE, DESIGN, TEXT NE7 - MUSIC - SHE WAS COLD IN JANUARY, THE WIND CUT THROUGH HER GLOVES LIKE A KNIFE. THE STREETS WERE QUITE DESERTED. IT WAS 2 IN THE AFTERNOON, SHE JUST ARRIVED. SHE STILL HAD THE TUNE IN HER HEAD THAT REMINDED HER OF THE TIME SHE FIRST VISITED THIS PLACE. INSPIRED BY THIS SHE WENT BACK TO THE OLD UNIVERSITY, WHERE SHE USED TO STUDY. PAST MEMORIES PASSED AND SO DID OLD FRIENDS. HEADING BACK TO THE PARK, BACK TO THE BENCH SHE SAT ON, WATCHING PEOPLE. GRABBING A SCRAPBOOK OUT OF HER BAG, SHE STARTED WRITING ABOUT HER EXPERIENCES: - ABCEGIKNQSVXZ/^__ __^/ZXVSQNKIGECBA -