Even though the title refers to lyrics in Lou Reed's song, "Heroin". You'll see him in beautiful moments, outstretched hands seeking redemption, the presence of an unlikely trinity of down and outers. Jesus walks here, among the degenerates, the drunks, the addicts, the living dead that populate the pages of this collection of very short, connected stories. …one small orange flower that looked as if it had fallen down here from Andromeda, surrounded by a part of the world cast mainly in eleven hundred shades of brown, under a sky whose blueness seemed to get lost in its own distances.ĭay in, day out… Life goes on in a trashy whirlwind… No purpose… No meaning… And then I would remember I had a wife at home who loved me, or later that my wife had left me and I was terrified, or again later that I had a beautiful alcoholic girlfriend who would make me happy forever.Įnvirons are certainly psychedelic but Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds seems to be flying someplace else… So far away from here… In the phantasmagoric surroundings even hopes and pursuits turn surreal…Īnd with each step my heart broke for the person I would never find, the person who’d love me. The traveling salesman had fed me pills that made the linings of my veins feel scraped out. The downpour raked the asphalt and gurgled in the ruts.
In the psychedelic world everything is surreal… Everything is blurred…
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