The band's bass player & principle songwriter,
William
Williams et al... saw Eli sitting alone at the bar;
He knew it was Simple b/c Eli Simple always wore
impenetrably dark shades; so did 99% of the faux
hipsters -
but still too terrified, "star struck,"
by the great painter already drunk & sobering up
the more he drank: Finally, getting his girl to approach
the artist, not "His" girl; a groupie that stuck to the
Uk's all tour; Eli didn't know her from a brick: She said
she'd do anything for no reason & the painter liked the
sound
of that.    Will watched them go off into black shadows
& after so long,  figured they weren't coming back.
He'd blown his chance to meet Eli Simple.

Eli had the habit of taking his chippies
"under his wing,"; he'd done w/ TT &
Hel, & a few others, he couldn't recall how
many or many of them at all ... some didn't
muster up, some died; some would have an
unforeseen blind
date w/ Leonard ... This one was chatty ...
when he absently set a thick vinyl platter
on the vintage turntable, common n Russia
& cranked the volume on DEATH POWER;
she became naked before his very eyes ...

They didn't talk for hours;
but they made a lot of
noise; but not a sound
could be heard ... over the
screaming neo-metal;
when the music abruptly
ended, she aught herself
loudly panting; Eli had mixed
something with his liquor
that made his body limp
but is **** as rigid
as a metal pole; she liked him.
He was rich, famous & cute,
& a Blackout Drunk ... & She
Snuggled His Taut Body, ||||||||
there on the floor. She nearly
leapt out of her skin when the
hypermonotonous metal blared
out again as the needle swung
back to the disk's beginning;
Reassured, she nestled beneath
Eli's arm, chunky, droning pitch
soothing her where she lay ...