– That's nothing! Here's what I can do! – Martin stuck two fingers in his mouth and whistled loudly and shrilly. I laughed. Oh, my brother! What talents he was hiding from me!
– Clap as loud as you can and shout like a madwoman! – he told me. – It pleases the performers!
– Shout what? – I asked obediently.
– Whatever you want!
– Give the money back? – I joked, starting to clap my hands loudly and often.
– If you shout that, I'll shut your mouth and push you out the door myself! – Martin replied with a happy smile, clapping like a madman.
The crowd seemed to be infected with his energy, and in a minute the noise in the hall was such that I thought my head would burst.
– Whoo-hoo! – I also shouted and laughed.
Wow: I'm in Gdansk. At a rock concert! With Martin!
It was probably the best idea of my life to come here! To try something I've never done before. I've never been to a concert and screamed my head off. But tonight I loved being like this – a fan. I liked the atmosphere, the energy of the crowd, I liked being free of my habits.
– Here they come! – There was a loud, hysterical female scream, and the noise got even higher.
Four men and one woman came on the stage. The men were dressed in dark t-shirts and jeans, looking nothing at all like classic rockers. The woman, as I guessed – the frontwoman, had an interestingly attractive appearance: expressive facial features, long straight black hair. Blue eye shadow and dark maroon lipstick. She was wearing jeans and a black sweatshirt. That was it.
"And they're the ones Martin is so crazy about?" – I thought mockingly, but continued to clap like a monkey.
– Good evening!" said the frontwoman, approaching the microphone, and the crowd of fans immediately responded with a new wave of noise and applause. – We haven't performed together for a long time, but tonight is the first of our three concerts in our native Poland. And it all started when we met by chance at one of the rock festivals and decided to please our fans…
– Thank God! – There was a loud male shout, which made both the crowd and the musicians laugh.
– And tonight we hope you'll have a great night with us! Feel free to sing along! – said the frontwoman with a laugh. – Let's get started!
The crowd squealed with joy.
– Shit, I like it already! – I said to Martin.
– It's just the beginning, sis! – he said to me.
The noise was so loud that the frontwoman had to raise her hand to silence the fans. And when there was relative silence, she sang.
Yes, it was a momentary thought.
But it was a lie
I saw it, just me.
Then you were gone
And I'm left with this moment
And I drink wine like that lie.
I drink the wine and feel her
(free translation from Polish by Author)
Her beautiful melodic voice sounded lonely. Filled the room. Our hearts. The world. And suddenly there was a roar of guitars.
When you look at me
It's poison, it's just poison
Like the sin that
I'm so close to
For a moment that can't be born
A moment that can't be
nor should be.
In a single glance I see us
When we love
images and thoughts change.
The loneliness leaves me
And I'm so sure of myself
I think you're just a dream
cause this dream is so hot
But, God, I can see that it's
Just millions of pieces of myself
(free translation from Polish by Author)
– What's the name of this song? – I asked Martin.
– Taboo.
No. It can't be.
I was suddenly bitter at the realisation that this song was about me. Expressing what I've been feeling for so many years. It denounced me, knew my secret.
