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You Gotta Make Way For The Homo Superior
Feb. 11th, 2003 12:40 pmHaving discarded the pendulous weight of my fanciful fringe, i made my way on sunday eve to the first birthday of Glam Rock obsessed niteclub 'Glam-Ou-Rama'. I slipped easily through the assembled throng of gawkers - all those ghastly screeching seventeen year old girls attired in their grandmother's wedding dresses were wrongfooted by the absence of Sarll fringe and thought twice about accosting me and declaring passionate sobs of undying love. It seems my haircut ruse has lucked out - my legion of imitators and gawking admirers have trouble even recognising me, it seems!
As ever, i, Barry Sarll, remain the last true innovator - the keenest blade in the drawer.
I create. The peons react.
But i digress. The club was a satisfactory affair. Not nearly enough Roxy Music was played for my liking. And the whole chop and swirl was ended abrubtly at midnite. As compensation for a stolen night, i took to the streets in the newly acquired Sarll Limo, with my good man Stephens at the wheel. Eventually we located an out of hours alcopop outlet and newly restocked, repaired to the House Beautiful.
And as I emerge, blinking into the sunlight on this fine morning, with naught but the twitter of birdsong and Stephens' distant moaning to trouble me, i read that Scott Walker - Barry Sarll's crooner of choice - has been implicated on wrongcockery charges! It presses the urgent question: who could be next?? Truely, this insane witch hunt is the curse of our age. I fear i may need to hide out in the old Baronial pile in Morocco for some time until the heat dies down....
As ever, i, Barry Sarll, remain the last true innovator - the keenest blade in the drawer.
I create. The peons react.
But i digress. The club was a satisfactory affair. Not nearly enough Roxy Music was played for my liking. And the whole chop and swirl was ended abrubtly at midnite. As compensation for a stolen night, i took to the streets in the newly acquired Sarll Limo, with my good man Stephens at the wheel. Eventually we located an out of hours alcopop outlet and newly restocked, repaired to the House Beautiful.
And as I emerge, blinking into the sunlight on this fine morning, with naught but the twitter of birdsong and Stephens' distant moaning to trouble me, i read that Scott Walker - Barry Sarll's crooner of choice - has been implicated on wrongcockery charges! It presses the urgent question: who could be next?? Truely, this insane witch hunt is the curse of our age. I fear i may need to hide out in the old Baronial pile in Morocco for some time until the heat dies down....
