Lanalex

Alex Turner: night at the bar

It was 10:00 o clock at night.I was walking to the bar just around the corner. The cold wind stabbed me face and something about it felt like the days back in Sheffield. I weren't as popular then though. It's quite silly I'd have to admit, that Nick, Jamie, and Matt have all got their mates, and here I am about to get drunk like the lonely man I am. I was almost there and already I could see people standing right outside the door and you knew that when people stood outside, it meant there was a Full house tonight. I opened the door and my theory was right. The bar was filled with people and you could barely hear what the person performing was saying.It seemed to me that some singer or comedian was performing because a large group of people were headed to go watch. It was quite loud and uneasy. But it didn't matter though, tonight I would enjoy the music, get drunk, and maybe find a lover. "What's the special today, Hank." "it's the Bloody Mary tonight Al, quite tasty actually, would you like to order that?" "No I'll take the Margarita as usual." "Margarita it is!" As I was waiting I couldn't help but listen to the comedian that was performing, his jokes were awful, but the crowd seemed to enjoy it. "One Margarita!" Said Hank "Thanks." As I sipped my margarita I noticed that a young lady was sitting right beside me. "Hey sexy.." She whispered in a sensual tone "you wanna go see what a good time feels like?" "Not now, perhaps later ." She licked her lips in delight as if she was tasting the margarita that Hank had just given me. She was quite beautiful, but not really what I looked for. But it was me break after all, and I could explore right? "So what are you doing here all alone with no woman to hold?" She asked me "I'm here to look for exactly that." "Perhaps, I could be the one for you?" She said with her menacing dark eyes. As I was about to respond to her request, I heard a familiar name announced to perform next on the small stage. The lights were all dim at this point and the ambience was warm and mysteriously quiet. I could see many couples making out on the red couches. All you could hear was their slobbery kisses and I was about ready to go home. I lit up a cigarette and heard a smooth singing voice that I'd never heard before. I watched her from where I was and I was speechless. She was gorgeous. I couldn't stop staring at her. Something about her made me shiver. "Hank! What's her name?" Hank responded "Who, the singer? Ahh fuck ..what's the name, ah Lana Del Rey! She always performs here, every Thursday. Quite the beauty. I'd get my hands on her if I could." Although I respected Hank, he was quite crude. I'm guessing that's why he could never keep a relationship. I don't blame him though, because neither could I...