Waiting for the beat to break

Sunday, peaceful, obliterated
nothing moves like it moved
we should be happy but we're
vacant tired unenthusiastic
heating up the water in the urn
to brew the coffee to bring
some life into this empty space.
Max stands hopefully behind the
decks, Lee says "you haven't got
a fucking clue how to use that
have you". a couple of records spin.
Omni Trio's big bass sound.
waiting for the beat to break.

The Okasional Café, Manchester, 1998