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.The Jolly Girls.“So you remember them.”“There were three of them, four of them.They were babes.They were all older than I was.I was, I don’t know, twenty-four.They were maybe thirty.It seemed like a real difference at the time, but they were still babes.”“And they always came to the club with their husbands,” Jimmy said.“Yeah, right, I remember that distinctly.”“Who was the leader?”“Elaine, I guess.I don’t know.It’s all kind of a blur, if you know what I mean.”Jimmy knew.“Did they do coke?”“I wouldn’t be surprised.”Jimmy had said they in a way that meant, “Did they do coke, too?” The DJ wasn’t insulted.Lloyd-the-Void had tried to fill the void with one of the things you try to fill the void with.Step One was to accept that you were powerless.“I wouldn’t say they were the biggest Hoovers among the regulars,” Darren said.“But then again, that bar would have been pretty high at Big Daddy’s at that particular time.”“Did you talk to her much?”“I talked to all of the regulars.It was part of the job.But I liked doing it.I was kind of a star.I got that kind of response from people, the regulars.”And he began to talk about the nights there.I love the nightlife, I love to boogie.He described each one of the lighting effects suspended above the dance floor, how they had been brought in from New York, how there weren’t any lights anywhere else in L.A.like those lights.Turn the beat around, turn it upside down.He remembered the wattage of the sound system, the size of the big black bass cabinets that sat on the four corners of the dance floor so it came up out of the earth at you, too, how the floor was covered in fog, like a graveyard in a cheap movie.Talking about the past, he had a different kind of energy.He woke up.He had more words at his disposal and they were better words, words that put you there.He interrupted himself when he needed to change a record or speak some words of encouragement to the heartbroken.An hour passed while he talked and the lovesick went to bed and the requests changed.Now it was more the people at work trying to stay awake, wanting something with a little more heat and a little less hurt.He remembered what Elaine Kantke drank because he’d buy her and the other Jolly Girls drinks to make them feel special.Long Island iced teas.He remembered that she wasn’t the best dancer of the four young women.That would be Michelle.Michelle would also be the biggest Hoover.Elaine would dance every once in a while, but what she really liked was being at the bar, on a stool, facing the dance floor and laughing at her friends.He remembered Vivian Goreck, a redhead.Viv.He remembered Bill Danko but not by name, just remembered that for a while there was someone Elaine seemed to meet, a blocky guy with his thick torso wedged into the requisite Nik-Nik pointy-collared polyester shirts and beltless, high-waisted flared pants.He remembered his name as Wayne or Dwayne, which is what you’d think, looking at Bill Danko.He didn’t know that Elaine Kantke was dead.DJs read Billboard, not the Times.He’d just assumed The Jolly Girls had found a new club or their husbands had finally gotten around to seeing Saturday Night Fever and had shortened their leashes.“I learned two things about the bar business—and about life—when I was at Big Daddy’s,” Darren Price said.Jimmy wondered how many times he’d said that line.“The first thing, Big Daddy Joe Flannigan himself said to me personally.One night after we closed and we were all drinking kamikazes at the bar, he said to all of us, ‘What business are we in?’ Somebody of course said, the booze business, thinking that was what he wanted to hear.He had a white beard, looked kind of like Hemingway and wore these white shorts and a Kelly green shirt and he was big.Joe shook his head.Not the booze business.There were a couple more wrong guesses.He looked at me.I said, ‘The entertainment business.’ Big Daddy shook his head.”Price was going to make Jimmy wait for it.Jimmy waited for it.“ ‘We’re in the loneliness business.’ Not loneliest, loneliness.”Jimmy got it.He nodded his head.“Buying or selling?” he said.Darren Price didn’t get it.“What was the second thing you learned?” Jimmy said.“Hats start fights.”They talked another half hour.Lloyd-the-Void looked disappointed when Jimmy stood up to go.It was almost four [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]