|joshua (composedby) wrote in silverage,|
@ 2011-09-17 20:33:00
|Entry tags:||!log, joshua|
Who: Joshua + Anyone!
When: A little into the early evening?
Where: Starts in a record shop
What: Joshua uses his time wisely in New York by celebrating The Beatles' rising career.
Ten days later, Joshua was having fun.
After being disappointed that he couldn't find the World Trade Center which didn't exist yet, anyway, he hired a taxi to take him to the Welcome Center where he talked to Millie and asked to have the room with the best view of New York City. Over the past few days, he constantly visited her by her station, making little comments about his bed, the water, the food or sometimes, he asked her help for directions...but while he was keen to become her friend, an acquaintance was not all he was after. For being the only employee to manage the entire Center, it was obvious that she knew something about this issue of displacement, a matter which Joshua was quite interested in.
So far, he hasn't had much luck yet. She was still not opening up to him and he still didn't know who the Composer was, who he could talk to; not even why everyone inside was stuck. Joshua thought he might be gathering an army from all over the universe to fight a cause or maybe it would be something like the Reaper's Game but so far, he hadn't found evidence pointing to either ideas.
Until then, though, Joshua was determined to make the most out of his time and enjoy the little things that 1964 offered and 2011 no longer could: the lack of Noise, the classic American lifestyle...
...and the Beatles.
Of course the Beatles, how could he not want to have one of their albums? They were, after all, an incredible part of the history of Japanese rock n' roll music, an important element of Shibuya lifestyle, one of the rules that governed his district. In fact, the moment he walked into the corner record shop, he picked up a copy of their two latest albums and carried them with him as he went around, looking at the tracks at the back of both LPs. They didn't have all the songs that he wanted, though.
"'scuuuse me," he sang to the saleslady by the counter as he placed his purchases on her counter. "Which album has 'Yesterday' in it?" he asked.
The lady had been all smiles when he arrived, but at his question, she wrinkled her brows and repeated uncertainly, "Yesterday...?"
"Yesterday," Joshua said matter-of-factly, leaning to her counter top by his left elbow. When she still looked empty, he sighed. "You know: Yesterday, all my troubles seem so far awaaay, duh-duh-duh-duh-duh-duuuh-duh-duuh-- and I believe on yesterdaay...never heard of it? Yesterday?"
She smiled and said, "Probably not. Which band sang it?"
Joshua lifted the topmost LP and showed her the album cover.
Suddenly, she looked insulted. "No, Sir, The Beatles didn't sing that," she insisted.
Joshua wrinkled his brows and his frown and he opened this promptly to protest...but stopped. It was the same thing again, the World Trade Center all over, again. Realizing this, he smiled and said, "Of course, they didn't." He placed the LP back on the other and murmured as he fished for his wallet, "Pretty sure it was released 1964..."
"Nothing," he said, smiling still. Her lips were protruding and her voice didn't sound so pleasant. Touchy subject, he figured... "How much?"