To Answer the question asked by Pete Townshend, Who Am i?
J.R.Hartly
To give around about answer i would have to say answer another question posed ever so often by the scum of the internet, ASL. i normally respond with some witty concoction depending on how they asked, but today i shall be Frank, well Byron, but you get the picture...
Age; 16 (at heart more like 61)
Sex; Yes, please! (therefore male)
Location; currently at the writing of this article, my bed which lies in Telford, England.
Now where to take this post? shall i tell you all about my wonderful hopes and dreams, or my hobbies and interests? or what i am like a person? or shall i be a generous sod and give you all three for the price of one!
Now to start off with as the saying goes, 'You can judge a man by his shoes' well does that go on cost or style? well it is quite low in both departments. I guess you could say that i am the average typical teenager, well i am, almost, i am quite lazy, do not like to be out of bed before 12pm on any given day, however i do drag myself outta bed most days, and from then on in its all down hill, I don't eat breakfast you see, well unless you count today when i was a bit hungover and decided that chips would be the best thing for me as soon as i arose.
More about me, can you tell i am self-centered person? who am i to lie about it! everyone is at heart! ( i shall save the rant out other people until later on in this article, yes back to original thought, i am slightly, well old whenever anyone asks me to describe myself i always say Traditional values if i am trying to impress and if i'm not i will go with, an old man at heart. In essence, that means i am slightly sexist, slightly racist, slightly homophobic, slightly xenophobic, i would like to be shown one British Citizen who is completly free from these. Any one who has the Vigor to say otherwise is either a liar looking to pick up birds, or someone who has to be completely superior from a moral standpoint, The worst kind of person I'm sure you the bored reader will agree with! I do not get modern culture. I struggle to understand it, the people around me just give that little grin when something modern is suggested, that grin i can recognize from a thousand paces, the one of, its ok dear you're in a nursing home, all will be well soon. I understand next to nothing about it, kids today ehy! i am often remarking in disgust at television and music, oh and lets not forget the god awful fashion, Speaking of fashion, i can often be found dressed rather dapperly in Savlie Row's finest cut... From 1940.( but hey at least i do not look like a tart or Hipster) -I hate that word ever so much- pressed Shirt. shiny Shoes. and cuff links are a must.
Right nextly another big part of my life is music! ah yes the ears are alive with the sound of music! right now the sweet somber tone of Dean Martins terrific song Sway is slithering in to my ear deep into my soul (Phaha what tosh!) but he is a great singer, and i love him all the more for it, Old american Jazz is the center of my music world currently, it does change vastly with time, like but a few short months ago i had a Grunge phase where Pearl Jam and Nirvana were the center of my listening with a sprinkle of Iron Maiden and the likes of led zeppelin, now i really would rather put so Frank Sinatra on followed up with a bit of Perry como, then forgetting the smooth singers of jazz i also like greats like Benny Goodman, and Glenn Miller.
So day to day, on the normal week day is dominated by Sixth Form, a place i despise going into ever so dearly, it is hard to blame one person, or even one group or task or subject for this overwhelming disgust of such a place, when i have to attent, i really do have to hunt in the moments after waking up for a reason to place both feet firmly on the floor and push in the upward direction. Ehh enough ranting about my daily routine for now, in the words of sinatra, The best is yet to come.
i am loosing the will to wrap this article up now but i shall take a crack at it, this is an outline of the ranting raving lunatic you will be reading about over the coming months, i remind you the purpose of this article is not to entertain or inform you but to give some sort of bearing to where in life i am going, it is hard to explain to you as well you have no idea what i really mean, oh yes and YOU i keep refering to you YOU is no one specific person, its not my diary or blog, it is like i am having a conversation with someone i have never met, and i thank you for listening, hopefully you can take something from this, all the power to you also if you do, Goodnight, Friend. x
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