linoleum knife

one of my favorite songs just came on my itunes and it just struck this chord and i really felt the need to write down this memory i have with this song. i had just turned 22...new york city was still new and exciting to me... my roommates and i went to morrissey night at sway every monday down in the lower east side. this was another monday night, and nicollette had befriended a scottish couple who happened to be visiting for the week. i didnt talk to them much because i was dancing the whole night. as the after hours started to creep in and the bar emptied out...nicollette and her two friends were at the bar chatting away and i was left on my own to wander about. finally i gave up and went to take a seat next to the others who had given up dancing for the night. as soon as i sat down, "eye in the sky" by the alan parsons project came on. (this has been a favorite of mine since my dad gave me the cassette tape when i was 8). i was so shocked to hear it come on, i jumped up screaming "i love this song!!" i got ready to make my way to the empty dance floor and have one last dance..with myself. and the scottish guy said "ill dance with you!" me: "really?? fuck yea lets go!" and we went out there by ourselves...while his girlfriend chatted away with nicollette and i kept thinking "i hope she doesnt get mad at me" and "he is so dreamy...despite the cigarette in his left hand." he wore dress pants, a slightly opened collared shirt and a dress jacket over it...nothing i like but at that moment it was so right and he made it work so well. i just happened to be wearing a dress that night and it flowed so beautifully as we danced and twirled around each other, never touching..at that perfect distance where we were really dancing, for real. and he danced SO well. it was so perfect, so cinematic, and i kept hanging on to ever chord, every lyric... never wanting that song to end.

after that, the dj closed up shop, we went back and found the others and then went home. we were supposed to hang out again while they were visiting...i dont remember what happened, i think nicollette lost the number or something. so we never saw them again. i dont even remember his name. all i remember is that one perfect moment. like it wasnt even real, just a dream. but that dream becomes so vivid and clear again, every time i hear this song