0306823586 (N) by Corey Taylor

Author:Corey Taylor
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781473503519
Publisher: Random House
Published: 2015-06-10T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 7

GET ALONG, LITTLE DOGGIES

IT WAS A balmy, enigmatic night back in the year of our Lord one thousand nine hundred and ninety-two, at the head of an uneven driveway on the south side of Des Moines, Iowa.

A night like any other, really, it was a night when you talked to hear other people, not just because you were in love with the sound of your own voice. It was a night for iced tea and laughing … a Lemonade Evening, as I like to call them. It was one part reflection, one part distraction, and, most importantly, several parts ambition. The discussions held in that driveway were some of the most vigorous and emotional I’ve ever had the privilege to be a part of, especially when the minds and hearts involved were just as devoted as my own. Some people would crouch on the concrete stoop step, perpendicular to the front door of my Gram’s house and the street fifteen away. Others might be perched on their own cars; others still took up real estate on the hood of my grandmother’s brown four-door car, a model that to this day is still a mystery to me—it could have been a Chevy and it could have been a Ford; all I know is that by the time of the night in question I’d thrown up in that car twice and four of my friends had committed sexual appeasements behind it when the street lights were low enough to hide them. But I still remember the license plate number: UAK 470. Look close—it has “AK47” in the middle of it. That was my Gram’s brown car of indeterminate make—a true South Side original.

My friends and I huddled on the steps there on late nights, after band practice or parties, so we could talk good shit. You never knew where the conversations would go, but you knew they would be perfect for the moment at hand. It was exquisite fat chewing, slinging slang; you could get away with murder if you phrased it just right, and if you did they’d thank you for the kill. We sat there, smoking cigarette after cigarette, drinking twenty-ounce after twenty-ounce of various sodas that were usually laced with something a little more satanic, avoiding our duties for a little while, plotting our invasion of the real world, the adult world. These were the moments filled with thoughts that were never laid to rest, only left on the low burners so they never ever cooked off too quickly. It’s important for you to understand our states of being, our absolute steadiness even as our aspirations broke on the waves of excitement that seemed to keep on coming. We were originals, you see. We were one of a kind and proud of it. The world would never see us coming … and it never did.

Yes, this driveway was ground zero for rounds of ribbing and out-and-out brutal matches designed to make you crow like a Lost Boy or chew your lip in defeat, known to those in the know as the Dozens.

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