Session Part 2 in watching movies. In minute segments on youtube. This time, "Heavenly Bodies" with actress Cynthia Dale. Yesterday in Carytown of course I went in to Plan 9 Records. Found some good VHS to take home. "Deadly Friend" with Kristy Swanson. Listening right now to Bonnie Pointer's "Bring Out The Beast". Looking through the vinyl soundtracks what practically jumps out of the stack but the soundtrack I'm familiar with from many google image searches. Cynthia Dale posing half spread eagle in some great leotard. All sweaty. I can't help but let out a string of laughter. Already being reminded of Jackie by some surf movie I find on the shelf, it's as if he's there with me in spirit, jumping out of the record sleeves and saying "Hi girl!" Gosh his voice echos in my mind, I knew how silly he was even then at Video Return in Strongsville asking the lady clerk "Do you guys have a copy of 'Hard Bodies'... What about 'Heavenly Bodies'?" Later I hear the same voice out of Layne, only to a movie ultimate level. So here I am laughing alone in Plan 9 Records on Cary Street. Of course I buy the record.
I'm here watching this video, and you know I had this hunch a while back. The end of side A or B of that "Italo-class" mix Jackie frist gave me has some audio of girlies working out to good music. well now no more questioning, several scenes in "Heavenly Bodies" feature, this song, namely that particular scene. Day in day out, I can't escape. I'm reminded of Jackie Dante. He is so much apart of my life. My inspiration, my drive to keep my feet moving. I don't know if he understands or has any idea. I don't know if the things I say freak him out or not. Telling him I think of him often and that his mixes make me want to dance anywhere at all with him in letters I have sent him earn me "those letters are deep man" Which is much better than being ignored. But for all I know it's his own way of putting up a wall. I know he's a huge artist and all but I can't help but think of him like I do, when I'm reminded of him all the time. And these things make me so happy. It's like vigor of life I can drink. that gives me energy. Dancing on the floor is like no other feeling in the world that I can describe. And I can't believe it took me so long to find it. And Jackie brings, brought that out of me like nobody. He just doesn't give me answers, dancing definitely is an answer, so is laughter. But love, love is so complicated. Nobody has met me better on so many levels, and he is thousands of miles away. Maybe someday we'll get our timing right. He'll tell me what is true for him, despite what it means for me. I just want to hear what is true, what is real, and maybe then we'll all be real. Until then I have all of this, records, films, dancing, all reminders of him. And me, the girl Henry Abbot said liked Klymaxx. I left that tape in Henry's backseat. That same night I fell asleep on a harvested diner seat at Dean Mann's "Portal", catching the words "murder death kill" from Sandra Bullock's lips on the tv set.
Dad gets Daily call from Hair Club For Men. I think of 4 am slap happy Benny, having left his cell phone at Deryl Miligan's house saying in the darkness of Petey Jr, and Jack's bedroom. "I hope Deryl Miligan doesn't get a 4am wake-up-call by hair club for men" and proceeded to get yelled at by Shelby, unable to get back to sleep! A funny guy, my dad.
Midnight - Dad shows me photos Shelby has recently posted of our big trip. With captions like "Phillipa's in the splash zone" While we are eating udon noodle bowls at Mitsuwa. Then the most recent posted photos Shelby took from front seat of car of a bus add in Torrance. An "Enroll at El Camino College" board add and who is on the picture? Shelby! With a couple others from her student ambassador club. Benny adds "There's your 15 minutes..." Not to mention the photo that gets sent to your email that some guys floating around the Sleeping Beauty Castle take and send. Disneyland is cool! Even with a baby like Benny.
It's not at all bad just hanging with dad at home. Since 4 pm just laying low pretty much, eating cold pizza, seeing how fast the Entemann's disappear. It's forever and a day in tv land. Something like 8 hours of television. Mostly movies though. Bits of them, Fast Times At Ridgemont High, "The Town", "The Eagle", then some regurgitated "I Love the 80s" best of on VH1 Classic, some "Nightmare Next Door" stuff on one of these new mystery channels. In the vibe of "Unsolved Mysteries" But here the mysteries are solved. I suppose other than why human beings do such horrible things to each other, and no Robert Stack. No host of any kind. Now there's a shitty reality "Pick-a-replacement" type of show I'd watch. Creepy guy or gal to replace Robert Stack on a contemporary version of "Unsolved Mysteries", or maybe at that, we should just start filming a show like that in Cleveland!
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