May 19, 2025 Allure

 May 19, 2025       Allure          

Course cinfamy comes in many / forms, but not for the first / or last time, it’s caps and crowns off to (y)our (wo)man Brexit  Queen Victoria, RIP, who gave us this long May week-end -  known colloquially around these parts as ‘ May 24 week-end’ because the usual time towards the end of the month of May on which it / falls and marking the beginning of cottage season as we do up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up in here and and the number of pre-regime zero beers consumed over the course of the same both , ‘a two four’ for vingt quatre bieres, twenty-four brewskis - though this year it’s cold as a witches’ tit up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up in here as it’s said colloquially up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up in here in these parts, ‘she bore, she bore, she bore a bouncing bastard’ the cinfamous Rugby Club choir hymn has it better, ‘she bore that bouncing bastard in the merry month / of May,’ cinfamy is all / we gots.  

 

Still / and all a chilly Just Another Mani(a)c Monday - one in which a taxpayer has no / cinterest or particular reason either to be after mowing / the lawn as we do even before during  and after (t)his month of No Mow / May , ‘no moe’, (y)our (Viet)men the Vietnamese soldiers, North or South it’s hard to remember now, the not-so-friendly side to the U.S. anyway shout it better at Robert de Niro and CHristopher Walken’s erstwhile POW / Prisoner of War soldiers in Michael Cimino’s immor(t)al film The Deer Hunter  before during and after making the prisoners play Russian ROulette with their service revolvers as we do in the cinfamous river barge scenes of that movie, ‘mae’, (hooker please, -id.), ‘no moe mae’ - is just / the opportunity to be after hulk-smashing away at (t)his Take This THing Back to Balti-memoires and allure because alluring, ‘I’ve mowed’, (y)our (wo)man the(ir) Ma Noslouc said it better to (y)our man Cin the humble(d) narrator of the same back in the 20th before during and after audeeing him go on and on and on and would you like some cheese with (y)our w(h)ine about how (y)our man(child) Cin was ‘asupposed to be after mowing / the lawn that four-lettered word that day, all of this in the pre-No Mow May days back in the 20th, though the memorable line was likely delivered in one of the hotter months of June or July up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up in here in Luksvegas - because  ‘ some people call it Hell, ‘ (y)our man the actor Billy Bob Thorton as (t)his creation (y)our man(child) Slingblade in (t)his movie of the same name says it better, ‘ I call it / Hades ‘ innit Johnny Mo - ‘plenty / of lawns’, and hopefully you get / the idea, some w(h)ine with (y)our cheese is all / we gots.

 

Course there are plenty of solid reasons for (y)our man Cin to be after doing some physical chores / and tasks of (t)his Victoria Day week-end because ‘ I don’t like Monday(s) ‘ - (y)our (Irish)man Bob Geldof and the rest of the Boomtown Rats sing it better in their dirge of the same name – ‘ I wanna shoot / the whole day down ‘ , namely that like that pre-regime zero Guiness beer and nectar of the gods from the Emerald Isle it’s good / for what ails you, innit gods (hooker please, -id.), but today anyway and as the French in these parts say the idea has pas / d’allure because chilly and yet mosquito-y both outside / and in, and besides all / that (y)our man the(ir) neighbor was after cutting / the grass up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up in here as recently as late last week, innit Chainsaw, and besides, ‘and besides’, (y)our man the Europudding  storage locker facility owner says it better to Jodie Foster’s Clarisse Starling in Jonathan Demme RIP’s film version of Thomas Harris’ immor(t)al THe SIlence of the The Lambs from his limousine before during and after denying the five-foot nothing Clarisse’s request to help her at least open the garage-style door to (y)our man(imal) Hannibal the Cannibal’s former patient Benjamin Raspael’s long-dormant storage unit in that movie (that’s enough SOTL, -id.) because Yourself Storage, the name of the storage facility itself figured out by Clarisse from an anagram provided to her by Anthony Hopkin’s Lecter because quid pro quo innit CLarisse, ‘ my driver abhors physical labor’, what ails you is all / we gots.

 

Where (y)our man Cin the humble(d) narrator comes / from, it’s de rigeur to be after doing no / end of construction projects and home improvement(s) of a May 24 long week-end because (t)his terribly c(o)

untry bourgeois lifestyle - take (y)our man the(ir) Luskvegas neighbor up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up on out on up in here, sawing and nailing loudly morning noon and night, innit constructo, but no really, ‘take my wife’ goes the immor(t)al set-up line from the comic Henry Youngman (?) RIP, ‘please’ the succinct punchline has it better - ‘where I come from’ (y)our man the actor Ed Harris, playing a Boston Southie cop of some kind in the movie threatens Casey Afflech’s character in that movie better because snitches get stitches, innit perfesser, ‘we take our secrets to / the grave’,  (t)his terribly country bourgeois lifestyle is all / we gots.

 

Course cinstead of raking / and mowing - not to mention not even bothering / to salvage the half-eaten-away-by-water paddle flooded out from the(ir) Noslouc canoe earlier this Spring and that (y)our man Cin videed washed / up on the shore down the road from here before during after today’s (very pleasant becasue less carmaggadeon-y than usual, especially for (t)his May 24 long week-end, when you’d think that more week-end carriors would be after driving ha(s)tefully to and from the(ir) cottages morning noon and night) forced march and walkies - it’s (t)his Take This Thing Back to Balti-memoires and allure that six-lettered wordler that (y)our man Cin will be after hulk-smashing away at because why / not, hells (y)our man Cin has even been after practising on all of these long week-end days and afters lovely lovely Ludwig Van’s Moonlight Sonata on the piano that five-lettered wordle because ‘ how do you get to Carnegie Hall ? ‘ the showbiz joke featuring a tourist to New Jack City aksing a local for directions has it better, ‘practice practice practice’ comes the punchline, less carmaggadeon-y than usual is all / we gots.

 

What it is in lovely lovely Ludwig Van Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata that six-letter wordler is that back in the 18th - or anyway at least according to (y)our man Tom Power the Ceebs’ twelve to three PM Radio Two radio host (free ! flog, great show), who was after going on and on and on about the same before during and after today’s very pleasant forced  march and walkies as we do  - these Beethoven Sonatas and others / like it were written at least in part for that part of composers’ audience and superfans of the day who were busy putting the ‘ terrible ‘ in terribly bourgeois by trying and failing to play the Sonatas themselves at pianos in the(ir) terribly bourgeois (hooker please , -id, it’s done alright / by you) drawing rooms and all / that, but who were finding some of the pieces from lovely lovely Ludwig Van ‘too’, (y)our man Tom Power called them better, ‘stand off-ish’, and who wanted something if not easier than at least seemingly easier, like one of (y)our man Frederic Chopin’s nocturnes or what not, but to hell with all / that, it’s the Moonlight Sonata or bust for (y)our man Cin becasue he’s audeed it performed at least six times as soundtrack or in performance in films before during and after the last year or so because literally more attuned / to these things when you’re after playing and practise practise practising them as we do, and because ‘you get’, (y)our man Cin says it better to who(m)ever will listen (no one listens) and apropos how you can go hog wild with the pedals before during and after the 4 (count ‘em four) pages of the Sonata so far that he’s tried / and failed to get through over the course of the last year because distracted and distraught (hooker please, -id.)   practice practice practice, ‘to go a little hog / wild  with the pedals if you want’ because practicing any thing morning noon and night or anyway every other day , up to and including (t)his Take THis THing Back to Balti-memoires and tedious, is ‘tedious’, Anthony Hopkins’ man(imal) Hannibal the Cannibal says it better to Clarisse in The Silence of the Lambs and apropos his me-moires of treating his aforementioned pateint Benjamin Raspael’s manic depression before during and after yet another former patient the cinfamous Buffalo Bill in that movie (so-called because he ‘ skins / his humps’ a law enforcement-type in the film says it better) beheaded Raspael and left the head in the decrepit vehicle as we do and left it in the aforementioned (that’s enough, -id.) Yourself storage lot and to be discovered by Jodie Foster’s Clarisse Starling because your anagrams are showing / Doctor, ‘very / tedious’, if not easier than at least seemingly easier is all / we gots.

 

Thank you for reading (t)his Take This THing Back to Balti-memoires and Moonlight Sonata