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March 02, 2009
Loose Change
When my mother was a kid there was a man in her neighborhood who used to get methodically drunk every weekend. At the peak of his damp oblivion he'd take a package of pennies and burst it open. Then he'd toss the pennies into the street with a beery nonchalance, and my mother and her friends would all scramble after them — down on their hands and knees, pushing, snatching and shrieking. Then he was Olympian.Originally from 'notes' a composer's life by daron hagen, ReBlogged by newmusicrebloggers on Mar 2, 2009 at 05:11 PM