franchino’s birthday

fifty candles would have been considerably quieter. #

Franchino’s birthday tonight. Ricky Le Roy, Mario Più, people everywhere, one of those nights where you know before entering that everybody has decided it matters. I got ready listening to Christina, then Britney, then switched completely into techno before leaving, and once again I would like somebody to explain why this apparently confuses people. Christina can sing. Britney can make a pop song stick in your head for three days. Ricky can control a room. Franchino can say something over a record and make thousands of people respond to a voice as though it is another instrument. The Stunned Guys can make me want to destroy my own hearing. These are not competing job applications. I can like all of them. Tonight was crowded enough that I lost sight of everybody at least once. Found Yuri. Lost Erick. Found Hikari. Hikari had lost Marico. Found Marico before she did. At some point we were all reunited and immediately somebody went to the bathroom. Group logistics are impossible.

Very late home.

Very happy.

Very deaf.

Remember me, Eclipse.