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Friday, December 01, 2006
CRAZY ON YOU
Heart
Dreamboat Annie
Capitol : 1976
[Buy it]
BIZARRE LOVE TRIANGLE
New Order
Brotherhood
Factory : 1986
[Buy it]
COMMUNIST DAUGHTER
Neutral Milk Hotel
In the Aeroplane Over the Sea
Merge : 1998
[Buy it]
These neighbors of mine have been having really loud sex; I can hear it through the airshaft every night. Well, at least I can hear her, and I'm assuming it's a couple. It's unseasonably warm here so everyone's windows are wide open, making her operatic wailings all the more audible. All you can hear is her progressively more and more insistent moaning and an occasional "yeah"; it typically lasts for about twenty minutes. Every night. She has to know we can hear her, that must be part of it, but the silence of her partner (especially after the dozen or so times I've heard it) is confounding.
One night last week I felt the need to call out to her, though I didn't know what to say. Hi? So, like a good New Yorker looking to make contact, I posted on Missed Connections, saying (roughly) where I live and I hear them every night and just wanted to say hi. Within five minutes, ten guys had sent me photos of their penises. Now I want to know, how many girls respond to such emails? About as many as the amount of people who respond to viagra/cialis emails? More? Less? Anyway, I also got notes from three couples claiming to be "them"; two pairs asked me to join them. Over the next couple of days I started quizzing: "What time were you fucking last night?"; "What sound did she make at the end yesterday?" Correct answers: 1 am; barking. None of them got them right. The best email I got was from a guy who works at the deli counter at the grocery store across the street who liked my post and said, "I work on this block and I'm sure I see all of you every day." Now I get free sandwiches, free coffee. Every day.
Tonight, though, instead of climaxing, the girl laughed. It was as loud and hard as the other endings, but laughter still. I still didn't hear a guy, though one could guess the laughter could have silenced him. Here's hoping I'm right about her having a partner, or else she's a crazy masturbating girl laughing alone into an airshaft. Though god knows there are worse things.
After I wrote this, Alex reminded me of his post from January, similarly inspired by loud fucker-neighbors, though his take on it is, well, different from mine. But it also reminded me that I hadn't said anything about the songs. Here you go:
"Crazy on You": This whole post was basically an excuse to put this song up.
"Bizarre Love Triangle": The neighbors, me.
"Communist Daughter":
And wanting something warm and moving
Bends towards herself the soothing
Proves that she must still exist
She moves herself about her fist Labels: joanna, smut
posted by Joanna
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