Well, will it?
Seen outside a barber’s shop outside Southend Victoria station, next the new sushi takeaway. The concourse at Southend’s Liverpool Street line terminus is still no rival for St Pancras’ though; I just heard a radio programme where they said that stations were the new shopping destinations…
To answer the question – it’s a kind of, yes, and a kind of, no. In my experience, if it truly matters today, it will still matter tomorrow. I’d say it’s the wrong question though. Mattering is not a problem, unless you make it so. Providing you are conscious to it, you can suffer it anyway.
As a matter of fact, it’s called life.
*fades in Freddie Mercury*
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters – nothing really matters to me
Anyway the wind blows…
From Bohemian Rhapsody
I don’t mind saying the first song that came to mind was by Del Amitri. But that is something else altogether. Never mind, it’s Friday. I don’t dance too much anymore, but let’s have some music anyway and as an added bonus a few engaging introductory words about the ‘list song’.
Posted on March 23, 2012, in Be not idle, Consumerism, Music, Nostalgia, Philosophy and tagged Barbers, Chalkboards, Del Amitri, Freddie Mercury, Queen, Railway Stations. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.