Nathan Summers (alter_nate_ive) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2013-03-19 13:42:00 |
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Entry tags: | !musical, johnny five, nathan summers (cable) |
Who: Nate and Open
Where: Near a string of stores
What: Nate ponders and sings
When: This afternoon
Warnings/Rating: TBD
Status Ongoing
Nate sat on the wall, watching people go by, guitar case to one side, and playing his guitar aimlessly, just strumming a few notes. He hummed along as he played, trying to not think about anything right now.
Life was sort of weird and depressing and not really under control right now. Which meant, in the end, that he just needed to breathe and get away from everything. So he was out, playing, and sitting, and hoping inspiration would strike.
Of course when it did, like everything else in his life, it was weird.
Music came alive and he sighed as he lifted his voice, and the guitar found familiar chords...
"On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
"This could be Heaven or this could be Hell"
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say..."
As the song went along, he played harder, and faster, his hands moving to the tune and his voice rising. He liked the song, but it definitely was pointed at his life right now.
"Her mind is Tiffany-twisted, she got the Mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain,
'Please bring me my wine'
He said, 'We haven't had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine'
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
They livin' it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise (what a nice surprise)
Bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said 'We are all just prisoners here, of our own device'
And in the master's chambers,
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can't kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
'Relax, ' said the night man,
'We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave!'
Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place (Such a lovely place)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year (Any time of year)
You can find it here..."
And the music faded, and Nate sighed again, feeling tired.