The Cone Issue #8 Winter 2016 | Page 55

By E. Amato It’s All Lou Reed’s Fault It’s all Lou Reed’s fault II It was all Joni’s fault the way she’d birdsing broken hearts until you can’t wait to have that bell to ring “Candy came from out on the Island” “out on the Island” could only mean one thing. This is how we referred to it – Long Island in relation to “the city” Manhattan – out on “Don’t it always seem to go” When he leaves you sing when he leaves you write a song when he leaves you are in sisterhood with Joni through the radio he pitched the plea get on the train get on the train get on the train It is all Aretha’s fault the way she demanded respect from a man incapable of understanding what respect might be the way she stood up for herself in that losing battle “in the backroom, she was everybody’s darlin’” there is fun to be had there is fun to be had there is fun to be had It never occurred to choose a man who might inherently bring that respect to the table. “shaved her legs and then she was a he she say; hey babe – take a walk on the wild side” Instead, we bang our heads against the walls of men with mother issues who never learned to do their own laundry and think going down is woman business OMG – get me to the transvestites! Get me to where the action is! Get me to where the coloured girls sing! Get me off this ISLAND! Lou Reed’s New York Chandler’s Los Angeles they swept the back rooms of undiscovered countries set signal fires for us to follow make our path shine lights live stories from the time I was 12 I would jump that train run away to this secret world and dream of living there until I did It’s all Billie’s fault the way she made having it bad sound so good It’s all Janis’ fault the way she came alive as someone stole her heart by pieces It’s all Amy’s fault the way she won’t go to rehab cause her daddy think she fine this twisted romance with the wild side this enticing darkness on the edge of town this last call to art like heroine in blood and veins 55 THE CONE - ISSUE #8 - WINTER 2016