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In The Blink Of An Eye

from Jim E. Brown Sings His Love Songs by Jim E. Brown

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  • Meet Jim E. Brown, Manchester's hottest up and coming poet and singer/songwriter. His autobiography "Brown on Brown" is a no-holds barred romp through the streets of East Didsbury to the hills of Chorlton-cum-Hardy....and everywhere in between. Jim E. spills the beans on East Didsbury, his alcoholic years at his favorite pub Ye Olde Cock, his love of Gushers candies, his Father's Pus-filled soars and much more! Purchase of the book includes digital download of "Jim E. Brown Sings His Love Songs," a £250 value! Enjoy!

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The lyrics to this song were composed by a fellow named VALENTINE ZANOLLE. He's a blood relative of one of my friends. When I read the lyrics for the first time I was moved to tears and decided to set it to music. It couldn't be more true; time does fly by in the blink of an eye.

Now that I'm 19 I have experienced a plethora of emotions. I've loved and I've lost. After Darlene and I got into that big fight about Phish I didn't think I would ever be able to love again. I regretted my immature behavior. I vowed to treat my next lover with compassion, dignity and respect.

Carol Ann Duffy was the very first female Poet Laureate of the United Kingdom and she lived not too far from me in West Didsbury (I'm form East Didsbury). I nearly shit my pants when I found out someone so prominent lived so close by. I was quite intoxicated when I found out; I had already drank 5 Bellhaven Scottish Stouts and a few shots of a good Whiskey. But it was only 2pm so I knew the Beswick Library on Grey Mare Ln would still be open. I walked in the doors and approached an elderly woman standing behind the desk.

"Where's your Carol Ann Duffy section?" I said to her.
"We don't have a Carol Ann Duffy section" she said.
"Fuck off! I'll go to the Manchester Bookery and pay good money for one of her books then. I should have listened when Mum said nothing in life comes free!"
I spat in the librarian's face and turned around.
"Wait!" she yelled. I turned around "Sir, I don't think you understand how libraries work. You see, we don't have a whole section devoted to just one author. We use the Dewey Decimal system to sort our books!"

I didn't understand what this batshit crazy woman was talking about.
"Look, lady, can you get me a Carol Ann Duffy book or no?"
"Let me check" she said.

"Ah, yes, we do have some of her material. Follow me!"

I started to feel guilty about having spit in her face. She hadn't bothered to wipe it off so a thick slimey stream of my saliva was still making its way down her nose.

"Look, miss, I apologize for yelling and spitting" I said. "I'm quite intoxicated. You see, I'm an alcoholic. I think I still feel mad about losing the love of my life, Darlene when we got in an argument about Phish."

"It's alright deary" the old lady said.

"You have spittle on your face. May I wipe it off for you?" I said.

She consented. I took the lapel of my trench coat and wiped her face. Being this close to the librarian forced me to look into her eyes. She was actually quite attractive.

"Thanks" she said.
"What's your name?" I said.
"Mildred Browning" she said.
"Browning? Why, my surname name is Brown!" I said.

She showed me to the Carol Ann Duffy selection but I was already disinterested in that. I was more interested in Mildred Browning.
"Look Mildred, thanks for finding the book for me but I'm realizing now that I don't feel like reading it. But look, could I take you out for dinner tonight?"
Mildred paused.
"I'm married" she said.
"FUCK THAT!" I yelled. When I yell, and in general, I have a very antagonistic and threatening facial structure. I think Mildred felt scared.
"I..I..I'm married, but we could still have dinner. It's not like it means anything."
"Right, I said. Ye Olde Cock Tavern at 3pm?"
"3pm, that's a bit early for dinner, isn't it? And besides it's already past 3pm now."
"Oh fuck it, when do you get off work Mildred?"
"I'm off at 5."
"I'll see you at Ye Olde Cock at 5 then" I said.

That 1 hour and 40 minutes waiting for Mildred to meet me at Ye Olde Cock were some of the longest minutes of my life. But at 5:08 she walked through the door and all was well.

Mildred looked through the menu. "I think I'll just have a side of peas, I'm not very hungry" she said.

Peas? Peas? My mother always fed me peas. I never liked the taste of peas. BUt that's all she'd feed us after Father died. I was offended and disgusted by Mildred's menu selection. It actually hurt my feelings a bit. To cope I popped a Gusher into my mouth. The exploding thick innards of the Gusher reminded me of my Father's pus-filled boils.

The waiter came. I ordered my usual, a Red Bull Vodka and some bread. Mildred ordered a Pinot Noir and a side of peas.

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from Jim E. Brown Sings His Love Songs, released March 5, 2021
Lyrics by VALENTINE ZANOLLE

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Poet and Artist/Activist Jim E. Brown was born in Manchester on September 10, 2001, just one day before the 911.

He is an alcoholic and has several degenerative conditions.

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