#12. HTRK - Work (Work, Work)

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Το Work (Work, Work) είναι η σκοτεινή πλευρά του σεξ. Είναι ένα συνοθύλευμα καταθλιπτικών, ενοχικών σκέψεων σχετικά με την ανταλλαγή σωματικών υγρών, πακεταρισμένο σε CD/LP. Είναι ο διαρκής φόβος μήπως και ανακαλύψει κανείς τις 'περίεργες' τσόντες που κρύβεις στο C:\Windows\System32 μετά τον θάνατό σου. Είναι το πλήρως συνειδητό (υπάρχει τελικά άλλο είδος;) κέρατο και ο βούρκος στον οποίο βυθίζεσαι αφού πεις το πρώτο απο μια τεράστια σειρά ψεμμάτων. Είναι τo γεγονός ότι συχνά βρίσκεις τη σωματική βία και τον αυτοτραυματισμό ερεθιστικά, κάτι που δεν έχεις παραδεχτεί ποτέ σε κανένα, ούτε καν στον εαυτό σου. Είναι οι φορές που ενώ φώναζε το όνομα σου, εσύ έκλεινες τα μάτια σου και σκεφτόσουν άλλη/άλλο. Είναι εκείνη η φάση που ήξερες ότι μάλλον δεν τραβήχτηκες αρκετά γρήγορα, αλλά παρ' όλα αυτά σώπασες. Είναι η απελπιστική μοναξιά που σε χτυπάει κατακούτελα αφού τελειώσεις, όταν συνειδητοποιήσεις ότι δεν νιώθεις ούτε αγάπη, ούτε καν μίσος, απλά το απόλυτο τίποτα. Είναι η επίπονη σκηνή στο τέλος του Leaving Las Vegas οπου η Sera συναντά τον Ben σ' ένα φτηνό μοτέλ και κάνουν έρωτα για τελευταία φορά καθώς αυτός πεθαίνει απο κίρρωση ήπατος.

Ακόμα κι αν δεν έχεις βιώσει τίποτα από τα παραπάνω, ακούγοντας το άλμπουμ νιώθεις τις σκέψεις αυτές να τρυπώνουν κάτω απ' το δέρμα σου μ' έναν ανατριχιαστικά αποτελεσματικό τρόπο.

Το Work (Work, Work) είναι γλύψιμο στ' αυτί και αυτοερωτική ασφυξία.

Είναι ανελέητος αισθησιασμός και αφόρητο ψυχοπλάκωμα.


Και είναι δισκάρα.

P.S. Το παραπάνω κείμενο αποτελεί ένα μικρό φόρο τιμής στην απίστευτη (και απίστευτα πεσιμιστική) γραφή του Raggedy Man.

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