What’s In A Name? Let’s Be Frank #microcosms #flashfiction

Frank felt rather than heard the foot stamps throbbing through the floor. The bar takings would be good for once. Good of them to come. Guilt mostly. And curiosity. He was their freak. Eardrums like teabags, more powder in his knees than Keith’s bathroom, his back sounding like Kurt sucking barbed wire. 

‘Best roadie ever.’ His reward? A dying pub in Wolverhampton.

He looked in the mirror, coughed, straightening with a drumstick’s click. A few words for his sponsors.

 ‘Friends, showmen and the rest of you cun…’ Perhaps not, keep it family. 

‘Raise up your beers…’ Not that they had the livers for the booze.

Keep it light. ‘Is that old Jagger I see before me?’ If Mick came he’d not look the oldest. 

Frank felt a pressure on his hip as his bag filled. ‘To pee or not to pee.’ Like I have the choice.

Our milky eye stared back at Frank, legacy of that punk concert. Stupid prat nearly caused a riot by not going on. ‘But I’m hoarse, I’m hoarse, I can’t sing when I’m hoarse.’

He should’ve stopped then, but it was a drug. The thumping got louder; even Frank could make out they were chanting his name.

Nah, there wasn’t going to be any tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow for Frank. Looping the tie around the shower head he eased his way onto the edge of the bath. He took a deep breath, threw a bundle of tablets down his throat and let his feet slip off the side of the enamel.

As darkness swallowed him, like all those times backstage, just before that first explosion of noise, he grinned. Yeah, they’d all remember Frank, going out as he came in, popping pills and doing one last line.

This piece of flash is in response to the latest microcosms prompt, here

About TanGental

My name is Geoff Le Pard. Once I was a lawyer; now I am a writer. I've published four books - Dead Flies and Sherry Trifle, My Father and Other Liars, Salisbury Square and Buster & Moo. In addition I have published two anthologies of short stories, Life, in a Grain of Sand and Life in a Flash. More will appear soon, including a memoir of my mother's last years. I will try and continue to blog regularly at geofflepard.com about whatever takes my fancy. I hope it does yours too. These are my thoughts and no one else is to blame. If you want to nab anything I post, please acknowledge where it came from.
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21 Responses to What’s In A Name? Let’s Be Frank #microcosms #flashfiction

  1. Went out on his own terms, huh? Still true to himself. Unexpected and interesting, Geoff. Nicely done. Hugs.

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  2. I suspect this is why most rock and film stars prefer to die young.

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  3. Ritu says:

    Bit of a chilling thought there His Geoffleship…

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  4. I was just reading about famous singers this morning. My son likes MJ and I hadn’t realized Mr. Moonwalk died at 50… sheesh.

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  5. As always, your humor shines through in your stories. I couldn’t laugh at the end, though. Suicide is no joking matter.

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  6. Oh dear – that is not a life I should have wished to live! Poor bloke. You write uncomfortably dark just as well as you write humour ,,,,,,,

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  7. Norah says:

    I wasn’t sure whether t’was dark or humorous. I guess it was dark humour. Such a sad end to a wasted life. (I think ‘the age’ was 27. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/27_Club)

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  8. Wasn’t expecting that ending but it worked – nice writing!

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  9. A hard but clear image there Geoff. Sometimes a good story should come with a seat belt reminder. Well done – yet again.

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