Kerouac of the New Century

Apparently we play in Melburnia again in mid November. Matt is thinking of driving because he's "entranced" by the romance of the road trip and now sees himself as "The Kerouac of the New Century". He's decided to adopt this as his new persona, but he wants to make it a bit more "jazzy" so he's decided that the "Kerouac of the New Century", whilst still drinking heavily, womanising and so forth and so on, should also be disco dancing almost constantly. So he rang me up last night and had this big conversation about inserting dance into one's daily life - dancing instead of walking, sitting still or standing around doing nothing. Apparently he's perfected the "I'm on the phone" dance, the "watching TV" dance, but he wants to develop a couple dozen more "Walking down the street" dances. He over came the first hurdle in this new identity earlier in the week. Apparently he'd been making Bridget carry around a boombox so he always had music to dance to, but she got tired and refused. He was at a loss as to what he should do but then he rang me up again this morning all excited saying the problem was overcome because he'd found "the rhythm of the streets".