Right Round Like a Record, Baby

All I know is that to me
You look like you’re having fun
Open up your lovin’ arms
Watch out here I come
You spin me right round, baby
Right round like a record, baby
Right round round round
—-Dead or Alive, You Spin Me Round

Carnival, Tulane Campus, New Orleans

Oblique Strategy: What wouldn’t you do?

I remember getting sick at a carnival. The rides can’t be designed to do anything but make you sick, really. The fear doesn’t come, like it does in a huge roller coaster at a big theme park, from the stretching of the bounds of physics. The fear comes from the rickety old equipment, dripping grease, and the dirty meth addict running the ride. You assume he put the thing together, did the safety checks.

The smell of a small carnival – popcorn, rancid grease, and ozone. The sound of the rides, the screaming of kids, the pops of the rifles shooting at paper targets.

It is all a relic of a bygone age. A carnival – I think it’s a predecessor to the video game, without the score. The lights, the sounds, the movement… everything just slightly surreal. I’m surprised that there are any left.

I think I need to try and track one down.

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2 responses to “Right Round Like a Record, Baby

  1. I remember the St. Michael’s Fair we attended every summer in a small suburb north east of Philadelphia, and your description is so perfect. Maybe it’s those times spent outdoors that keeps me from video games.

    (PS – Dead or Alive, another great New Wave band!)

  2. come to my hometown–tremont,il–in the beginning of june, we have the turkey festival–turkey legs, strawberry shortcake, and hurky-jurky carnival rides.
    also!
    i just watched that dead or alive video the other day. i was a teen in the 80s & LOVED all the androgynous bands!

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