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ESME
A man at the shops today… a bit rough-looking, with his head almost shaved but balding anyway… he saw Alice and said, "Hello, it’s you."
MAX
Why?
ESME
He thought she was me. He used to be in a band, he was quite famous, with wild black hair, you know, a great face, he looked, well, he looked like a rock star, but he blew his mind and the band sort of dropped him … and one night, just round that time, before I knew him, before I knew it was him, I saw him in the garden. Just up there. I had my 'O' level results in my underpants – the envelope - which I'd, you know, opened but I thought, "Well, all in good time" – and I’d gone out to the Dandelion to see who was playing, and when I came home late through the garden, he was on the wall tootling on a pipe, like Pan.
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I wasn't always sure it happened, like a lot of things. But later he had a solo album, and… well, I went to see him play once, at the Corn Exchange, in my red leather bomber jacket I gave Alice. He was in the support band. It turned out to be the last gig he ever played, and he was all over the place… The bass player and the drummer tried to stay with him, they'd find him and he'd lose them again, so they left him to it but he wouldn't give up, he botched his way on and on, fudging chords and scowling with his hair falling over the strings. He'd cut his finger and he was bleeding on the guitar. It was terrible but somehow great. I got up on the stage and danced. He looked at me, sort of surprised. He said, "Oh, hello. It's you." He was the Piper.
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Updated On: 11/15/07 at 10:42 AM