Spinning on that dizzy edge
I kissed her face and kissed her head
And dreamed of the different ways
I had to make her glow

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Had a sudden desire to record a Cure track after donning a goth eyelash and getting ultraviolent as Clockwork Alex for Halloween. Halloween’s the best holiday b/c no one can ruin it. You never hear anyone say, “That a#$hat wrecked Halloween.” It’s the only day we scoff at fate by pretending to be either someone (or something) else or already dead – or both.

The Cure’s Madison Square Garden show on the Kiss Me Kiss Me Kiss Me tour was my first concert. It was an August Monday. My friend Bob D. took his parents’ car out (on a learner’s permit), then picked me up and we drove to the train station (no way we were driving all the way to the City). After a connection in Hoboken to the 33rd St PATH, we alit on 7th Ave into a raging Goth sea. Bob & I both had summer jobs so we had some scratch. A fast talking scalper talked us into his tickets by showing us where his tix were on a mimeographed MSG seating chart and we handed over 70 1987 dollars for two 8th row, 100-level stage right seats. It was The Cure’s first arena show in the US and WDRE’s Donna Donna introduced them as a liberation front. MSG was packed; loud; reeked of all sorts of smoke and butane and I kept circling my head around the arena as the misfits united went on and on and on. The band played for 2+ hours with 3 encores and closed with Why Can’t I Be You? Worth every risk (and penny) to see a show like that.

Inspired by the original version on Kiss Me Kiss Me Kiss Me.

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