During lunch, I wandered through an exhibition of Andy Warhol paintings with my friend the former punk star. Her boyfriend used to work at the museum, Liljevalchs Konsthall, so she had gotten us free tickets.
As we wandered from room to room - her favorites were the toy paintings, mine were the piss paintings - her 7-year-old son called on the phone.
"What song is this," he said, and he la-la'd his way through a short melody.
She didn't hear it properly the first time, but even after he told her it was the song played during the end credits of The Incredible Hulk and sang it again, she had no idea what it could be.
What do you do when it turns out that your mother doesn't know everything? Move on to the next thing, I suppose.
We sat drinking cappucinos in the basement of the museum, surrounded by Warhol photos.
"There's a picture of Joe D'Alessandro naked here somewhere," my friend said, and sure enough, she found it. She may not know every tune sung under the sun, but she sure knows where to find the important stuff.
The Swedish word for the day is 60-talet. It means the '60s.
- by Francis S.