Where is My Mind?

by Nouvelle Bardot

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He pulled nervously on the collar of his white button down shirt that he looked very out of place in and cleared his throat.

“You know what I hate?” he began, “Eighties music, I just can’t bloody stand it! Any time I hear Peter Gabriel I just want to blow chunks. Alright, don’t get me wrong here, I don’t hate all eighties music, just the popular stuff. Give me a little Husker Du, I’m good. But none of that other shit…”

He paused for a moment. People in the audience murmered comments, a few that Margot caught, such as “What’s this guy’s deal?” or “Where’s that dancer?” Margot glared at them, and sat on the edge of her seat waiting for the man’s next move.

He shook his floppy brown hair out of his eyes and let out a deep cry from within and jumped up and down and let out a very passionate cover of The Pixies “Where is My Mind?”

And at that very moment, perhaps guided by the scotch in her system, Margot fell in love.

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Average Reader Rating: 5.0 stars out of 5

  1. Where is My Mind?

    Ana Cristina's Buddy Icon Ana Cristina

    Posted 22 days ago

    Oh come on, some of the popular stuff’s not so bad. Like Duran Duran for instance. But I will admit that song by The Pixies is way cooler than anything Duran Duran ever did.
    This seems like a promising series.
    LoA

  2. Where is My Mind?

    THX 0477's Buddy Icon THX 0477

    Posted 21 days ago

    5.0 out of 5 stars

    Great scene, and I love the back and forth between her and the crowd…they’re not impressed, but she’s in love. It really makes her seem like more and more of an individual staggering to the beat of her drummer.

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