TRAINSPOTTING

Apparently the title of the book comes from a scene where Begbie and Renton meet “an auld drunkard” in the disused Leith Central railway station, which they are visiting to use as a toilet.

The drunkard asks them (in a weak attempt at a joke) if they are “trainspottin”. As they walk away, Renton realizes the drunk was Begbie’s father.

The brilliance of this is obvious.

Trainspotting

So I’m reading this book at the moment and it’s incredible. You feel like a fly on Renton’s shoulder as he wanders through his junky hell of a life. Through sketchy apartments, shitty bars and worn out friends, it’s like my life taken to the extreme.

I haven’t blogged in a while cause I’ve been homeless meaning I don’t have internet. Well not totally homeless, I stay with friends, but yeah it’s shit. Anyway, I finally found a place to rent out and it’s amazing. Like the pearly gates have opened up and I’m being whisked away to a new and better life. Hopefully one that doesn’t revolve around alcohol any more. I’m serious this shit is like a pandemic in my circles. There is never a time we go out and not drink. Hell we go out TO drink. That’s the point. Isn’t that fucking sad? Here we are, infinite beings of infinite creative potential and power, cast upon this earth with ample opportunity and all we want to do is get wasted. I don’t understand it.

There’s a scene in the book where Renton goes to an Iggy Pop concert and right as he reaches the front bleeding and high as a kite Iggy looks straight at him and sings ‘Scotland takes drugs in psychic self-defense’. Maybe that’s why. Maybe it’s true. All I know is I told off some pissy fucking ghosts in my dream last night and woke up the next second to a very loud bang on my window.

Anyway. I’m hoping to kick the booze or at least kick it from being the ABSOLUTE FOCAL POINT OF MY EXISTENCE, and replace it with maybe oh I dont know.. self love?

We will see. Till then happy Trainspottin.

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