20081205

Black & White & Red All Over

by Paul Brazill

When I think about it, my most vivid and powerful memories of childhood are in black and white. The monochrome of the Saturday morning Odeon’s Kidz-Klub, and the Hollywood films on afternoon television, seemed so much more vibrant than anything that real life could come up with. And, as you would expect of someone who grew up living more fully in his imagination than in the day-to-day, adulthood proved to be a series of disappointments and non-events. Nightclubs, for example, were, in my mind, bustling with tough guys in pinstriped suits, wise-cracking cigarettes girls and sultry Femme Fatales belting out torch songs on a Chiaroscuro lit stage. So, when I eventually stumbled into the grim reality of sticky carpets, overflowing toilets and beer bellied men with no necks and faces like blackcurrent crumbles staggering around a smokey, pokey dance floor with leathery, bottle blondes, while has-been DJs played has-been tunes, my heart sank like the Titanic. And now, every weekend, with Sisyphean resignation, I drag myself to work behind the bar in Astros Nite-Spot where only the splashes of blood that the regulars spill as casually as their watery lager brighten up an otherwise dreary and uniform night and no, the irony of this situation has not escaped me.

6S

Paul Brazill is from Hartlepool, England and lives in Bydgoszcz, Poland. He blogs here.

15 comments:

Allison said...

Love this!

Pamila said...

I wondered where your writing was, and here it is. Those black and white memories may not have prepared you for the dullness of our current reality, but they sharpened your pencil and taught you how to tip your hat. Looking forward to more 6's from you.

Jodi MacArthur said...

GREAT imagery! GREAT Six!

paulbrazill said...

Thanks all.

Absolutely*Kate said...

Ahhhh, Celluloid*Man ... no wonder you and Jimmy Stewart are such great pals ... I can almost see (or hear?) you wisecracking out the side of your mouth (you do, don't you?) ... The imagination'world of those pin suited for action tough guys and their dame-dolls ... I wish that all to come into the gin'joint where you are ... waiting ... waiting.

Oh yeah, and Paul? Can you pour one for me? The usual. Scotch, neat. What's that? Why, single malt of course. You remembered. ~ Absolutely*Kate who sincerely says "Salut" to your tough'guy writing with the first clink o'my glass.

paulbrazill said...

Na zdrowia Kate!

Cormac Brown said...

Great stuff! I love it, I got to go to a nightclub tonight without a cover charge and The Missus is none the wiser.

Scot said...

good piece--enjoyed it

Katie Schwartz said...

FANTASTIC! Your description of the reality of nightclubs was so gorgeous, it took my breath away.

Loved your 6S.

paulbrazill said...

Thx very much everyone.

quin browne said...

it made me smile with delight....

Bubs said...

"...only the splashes of blood that the regulars spill as casually as their watery lager..."

Loved it.

paul d brazill said...

Cheers Me dears!

Harry said...

Stellar debut Paul! Two years of crackin' good stuff since! Nobody writes a bar like you, Cheers!

MDJB said...

Excellent piece and happy birthday Writer. Would love to see you around these parts more often, and not just with an invite to head off somewhere else.
Just as you credit Cormac with getting you started here, I credit you with my getting something out on the wider 'Net.