Video Games by Lana Del Rey

Mamaro and I were watching The Great Gatsby with Leonardo DiCaprio the other day and I’ve had Young and Beautiful by Lana Del Rey on repeat for the past week or so. I put it on YouTube and forgot about it, and now that YouTube started cueing songs, this song started playing out of the blue and I was flipped into an automatic trance…

“Swinging in the backyard…”

London, England, December 2011, Joshua Woods, my favourite moments, the secret adventures, running those basement halls in Mary Trevelyan Hall, “I’ve been searching every inch of this place for a grand piano!”, “There must be one somewhere, all the kids from the Royal Academy live here!” Sneaking into the ISH auditorium, opening closet doors, a dark lit hallway behind a wooden stage and all the hiding places we will never be found,

“I’m in his favourite sundress…”

A white elephant in a custodial closet, “Can somebody please tell me why this is in here?”, “This is absolutely ridiculous!”, selfies before the word, video games, “I would go up to the recital room, but it’s locked”, “I know how to get into it”, the secret passage, hiding in the dark, his phalanges caress each key gracefully, infinity takes hold, lying on the floor, finally, he let’s it all out of him,

“I say you the bestest…”

The security guard chases us around the building (he can’t figure it out), “How do you keep getting into this room?”

“Honey, is that true…”

The very last day, playing dress-up with Olue, skimming and scanning psychology books, shared secrets, model behaviour, photographs of the future, “this will forever be my favourite day”, post-it note quotes on a back tack door frame, the last time we will see that recital room, two long-legged anglo-saxon warriors fighting time behind those velvet drapes, push up, sneak out, we are young, wild and free on a shouting spree, chasing each other across the outer balcony, we don’t trip, we glisten, beaming ear to ear, we reach the end of the building and take a peak down Regent Street,

“They say that the world was built for two…”

Final moments at ISH, a slouch couch cuddle session, 10 pounds in a corner pocket, a machine that spits plastic re-wrapped goodies at us through it’s glass heart, -this song on repeat-, we are dancing now, in our heart and soul, he escorts me upstairs, we part ways at the elevator, he leans in for a kiss, auf wiedersehn for now London,

“Only worth living if somebody is loving you…”



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