filled with hard edge acrylic on coated MDF
panels, but in "ugly" colors. Brown, pink,
dirty green etc. One of them looked like a
three color piece of ice cream between two
waffles. Chocolate, strawberry, pistachio.
Sylvia had bleached her hair a while ago,
but it had quite grown out. Harry was just
cutting it into a kind Kajagoogoo-style,
when the upstairs neighbors and a police
officer rang the bell because of the loud
music they played.
So Harry had moved the studio equipment
to Sylvia's studio. That also was a rehearsal
space for Sylvia's and Annette's background
singers group. Harry had seen a performance
in the Plenum pub, but he didn't like it at all.
No one was dancing.