Dear Debaserians, I kindly ask you, while reading this review, to listen to Rod Stewart's song "Forever Young" in order to immerse yourself in my atmosphere.........beautiful..sexyajax....
I leave the house, enter a "smartshop" and ask for a bag of mushrooms, not porcini, but the kind where the back of the bag says "cause a high degree of visual hallucination, can cause lifelong trauma, psychological, cardiac and can lead to diarrhea, ingested in quantity, can cause irreparable damage". So I decide to buy them, go home, take half the bag and swallow it in one gulp, the daze crosses my mind, I start to perceive psychedelic shapes, changing colors, strange shapes alternating with each other.....soon after, I find myself immersed in the 80s, I look at myself and see that I'm wearing a red plaid shirt, tight Levi's jeans that hurt my package, and Superga shoes on my feet.... As in the usual daily normality, I take a walk down the street and start admiring the strange people walking around, women with perms, men with three inches of face powder, spiky hair styled long and straight at the back, t-shirts with shoulder pads (like Carra' in her golden days), I go into a shopping center and hear a familiar voice, immediately
it comes to mind Rod Stewart, of course!!! it's him!!
I enter the guilty store and start humming it, at first the people inside look at me scandalized, then they also start singing, matching the words with gestures and typical 80s dances.
After the dance, I retreat to the streets and continue to hear the "song" par excellence of Rod, which is "Forever Young", and in response to this continuous hearing of the song's words, I sing it at the top of my lungs
........"FOREVER YOUNG .....I WANT BE FOREVER YOUNG"........
Ecstatic, I spot a disco on the street corner and say to myself "why not?" so I enter without paying, and find Little Tony, (s)Bobby Solo, Jon Travolta dancing in front of me and I do my best, and find myself in such an engaging atmosphere that I kept dancing until morning, I wasn't tired of dancing to that tune
"do you really want to live forever.......forever young.....forever and never"....
Upon exiting the disco, I say goodbye to the cugini di campagna who give me a warm hug and hit the dance floor, I head home with that "forever young" still in my head, I'm on cloud nine, I look at the crumpled shirt, the ripped jeans, the socks turned blue because the shoes bled and I am happier than ever.......
I tell myself "the dream continues"......but it's not like that, I find myself in the morning in my bed like Cinderella, the dream is over, there is no prince charming who will return to understand who I was......so I understand that I want to be forever young!!!! have fun, dance with Rod Stewart, make love, laugh, and joke.
I am still on the bed facing the roller coasters, now the mushrooms have left only their smell of vomit on me, I look at that bag on the desk, I look at it from every perspective, I think about how sick I felt then I think about Rod, the Rod of the past, I think of the 80s and eat another half bag........
dedicated to: all those who lived through the 80s.......all those who dealt with Rod in their adolescence and in their sexuality.....