OBS! Denna textfil ingår i ett arkiv som är dedikerat att bevara svensk undergroundkultur, med målsättningen att vara så heltäckande som möjligt. Flashback kan inte garantera att innehållet är korrekt, användbart eller baserat på fakta, och är inte heller ansvariga för eventuella skador som uppstår från användning av informationen.
### ### ### ### ### #### ### ### ### #### ### ### ##### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ### ##### ### ### ########## ### ### ########## ### ### ### ### Underground eXperts United Presents... ####### ## ## ####### # # ####### ####### #### ## ## ## ## ##### # ## ## ## ## #### ## ## #### # # #### ####### ## ## ## ## ## ##### # ## ## ## ## ## ####### ####### # # ####### ####### ###### [ On The Air ] [ By HC ] ____________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________ On The Air Fiction by HC Last night I was on the radio. In the darkest hour, right before dawn I was tuned to a local college radio station. I couldn't get to sleep, so I just listened to the radio. The DJ's and guests were pretty cool, so I called the station up. I was on the air immediately and started talking with the people in the studio. After a few minutes of this I ask one of the guests on the show, Casey, about the poem she said she would read. It's called "Hands" and is about how people don't realize the power and beauty that the hands possess. Everyone says they like it, then I say, "I have a philosophical question. Is it better to talk about nothing, or not to talk at all?" One of the girls says it is better to talk about nothing because it will eventually lead somewhere. They start asking me questions and the other girl, Megan I think, asks me what type of person I was, what social group I fit into. Was I a jock, a preppie, a skater, or what? I say I'm not any of those, and that I don't fit in. "Do you have any facial piercings, what color is your hair?" I think that's the DJ. "It's not the way I look. I just don't fit in at all." Me "You should try getting involved, participate in school activities." One of the girls. "Yeah, do wrestling or something. What are you good at?" "I can write," I say. "What do you write, poetry or prose?" the DJ "Prose," I say. They try to get me to read something on the air, but I don't have anything to read, and I sure as hell wouldn't read to these people anyway. The DJ asks me what I write about, and I say "the bullshit system." The DJ, rather quickly: "OK that's great. We've enjoyed having you on the air. Thanks and keep listening to..." I'm off the air before I get chance to say bye, or whatever you say when you go off air. I smoke another cigarette and go to bed. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- uXu #391 Underground eXperts United 1997 uXu #391 Call THE STASH -> +46-13-175042 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------