"Bradley Denton - We Love Lydia Love" - читать интересную книгу автора (Denton Bradley)silent. Death and grief couldnтАЩt substitute for betrayal and anger. CCA, and the
world, had lost her. Then one night a scruffy day laborer and aspiring singer-songwriter named Willie Todd was playing acoustic guitar for tips in a South Austin bar, and a man wearing a leather necktie approached him. тАЬSon,тАЭ the necktied man said, тАЬmy name is Danny Daniels, and I sign new artists for CCA. How would you like to record your songs for us?тАЭ To a guy who grew up in a Fort Worth trailer park with six brothers and sisters, no father, and no money, Daniels looked and sounded like Jesus Christ Himself. IтАЩd been trying to break into the money strata of the Austin music scene for five years, and I was still lugging junkyard scrap by day and playing for tips at night. But with just a few words from Danny Daniels, all of that was over. He took me into a studio and paid for my demo, then flew me to Los Angeles to meet some producers. It was only then that I found out what IтАЩd have to do before CCA would give Willie Todd his shot. And although it sounded weird, I was willing. I still am. As Daniels explained, this thing should have no down side. After the breakup, I get my old face and voice back, LydiaтАЩs muse gets busy again, and CCA releases great albums from both of us. So here I am in the Kerrville H.E.B., buying tortillas and rice for Lydia Love, boyfriend, a dead man named Christopher. You are Christopher. But IтАЩm not dead. Dead men donтАЩt buy groceries. Dead men donтАЩt sleep with Lydia Love. ItтАЩs my seventh week with Lydia, and something I didnтАЩt expect is happening. As IтАЩve settled back into life with her, IтАЩve begun to see her as something other than the singer, the sex symbol, the video goddess: I have begun to see her as a dull pain in the ass. Her rage before my first grocery run hasnтАЩt repeated itself, and I wish that it would. SheтАЩs gone zombie on me. Sometimes when sheтАЩs lying on the floor with a bowl of bean dip on her stomach, watching the tube through half-closed eyes, I wonder if she was the one who decided to end her previous relationships. I wonder if maybe one or two of the men made the decision themselves. Why do you think I took that side trip to Nepal? She has a gym full of exercise equipment, but she hasnтАЩt gone in there since IтАЩve come back. So IтАЩve been working out by myself to take the edge off my frustration, and IтАЩm heading there now while she watches a tape of a lousy old movie |
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