The Sink Was Full Of Fishes

Eventually we're back to the Dowlands and Ilaria wants to talk, like she had never been sick. I am sure she just wanted to fly out last class this morning, the last one before Easter break. The skanking girl she is! Well, I am gonna be 20 on the so called "Angel's Monday" the day after Easter, and as usual I am so very pissed my Bday, being on the 17th of the Month has never gonna be Easter Day. 17 is a Devil's day it seems for those who compiles Holy Calendar of celebration, an ancient story which has been determined by the fact in Ancient Roman times that number could have been read as "VIXI" namely "I lived",- now I am dead -, so 17 it's a bad number with signs of disgrace in it.
Spooky.. I mean the fact this can be a problem for anyone, like in Italy seems to be!
Outside all is dark as only a moonless night can be, and I am tired as hell, so much that I am not even hungry and unlike Ilaria I am not complaining for those delicious pastries served in this house with 5 o'clock tea we missed out today.
"Welcome back ladies!"
Jill. He's home.
"Where have you been?"That's Ilaria asking. God knows why I have the slight impression she actually knows what has he made during the whole afternoon... and no, I don't like this.
"I went out, I had to buy this and that, and I had lunch near to Hyde Park."
"So what's your buys then?" I question him, but he doesn't even step down from the stairs he's talking up from, he just keeps his talks resting against banisters, just like Juliet had to do with Romeo, ban the fact her one was a balcony.
"...a pair of trousers, a single cd, and.. oh yeah, your Bday gift then!"
I am all red faced...Fuck, I'd like to disappear now! So he bought me a gift? Ilaria laughs while I am mumbling incomprehensible words head down. She knew then! I am taking back some nonchalant acting but just when I think I am straight, just because when I put my efforts in I am truly able to realize major bad points, like I couldn't care less of Jill's care towards me I dare to ask:
"Oh aye.. so what's this new cd you took then?"
Fooled a bit from my indifference, he seems lost for a little while, then he relaxes the pose and while crossing arms back behind himself, and slightly bending on his diverged knees, with a whizzing evil smile he starts to sing, chin up, a well known melody. He's not a perfect imitator, but we're smart and it doesn't take that much to understand where he's leading at. His fix with a certain band is quite a major help indeed.
"What? Some Might Say's out? Already? I must have noticed another releasing date then..."
"No, you are right, it ain't out yet, this one I have it's a deejay promo a friend gave to me. One of the new song is called Talk Tonight, and word of mine, it's double top! Can't see why Liam hates this one..." Double.. what?!? "Step up girls, I'll let you hear this magic stuff, there's even a duet with the two bros!"
Now this is peculiar. I really dig Oasis, honestly I do, but every time he makes them those myths rated ones, every single time he gets ballistic just because they're on the radio or in some tv show, baffled for all the rest which is not related to them, I suddenly almost dislike them. They turn him senseless, they steal his reason. There are so many great bands in Uk at the moment, all exceptional, but he just rely and care about Oasis. That's being mad. I love for instance Radiohead (how good is their Creep, no words can tell), Blur, and a lotta love I have for Supergrass. Yeah, okay.. I feel I am more submitted to Gallagher's furry charms , but that's far away from being erased in my other interests by them like he does!
Still, these four songs on the single have got some superior quality in them. I keep on hangin around with the usual trouble anyway: all new listening to them, I never get what Liam sings. His accent's impossible for me, I go with approximate versions of the lyrics for like ten times before understanding his speeches. But honour to the truth, sometimes is Jill himself who fails at the same attempt!
"Don't worry too much, I've got all their lyrics from a website of them, and I've got I am The Walrus lyrics stomped on my Beatles' records. Why don't you learn how to sing all their songs? You're a good singer from what I have heard, you could try!"
Well, I could indeed.
"I advice you Meli, do it soon, there could be possible surprises you know..." Ilaria whispers through my ear.
OK.
" And about your party, don't worry either: we're in full charge!"
OK. Actually I hate to not being in control of situations I am about to be involved with, but this time I won't have choices available and my surrender's immediate and with no conditions, I leave the room so the two high minds will be able to prepare all they'll like to in my favour.. or in my tragedy.
"Some Might Say, the sunshine follows thunder..."
I have heard it so much on the radio, I am already able to sing it quite well. Give me two days and I'll go in sympathy and united with Gallaghers' voices.
OK? OK! OK!!!!