HE IS LOOKING UP AT THE STARS THROUGH A PAPER TOWEL TUBE AS A MAKESHIFT
all out tonight.. yes, siree...
The stars, that is.
They're all out dere... Eyes. All over the place. Endless eyes lookin' down an'
I'm lookin' back up. An' I see me up there. Right in-between each of 'em. In
between each twindle of light. Can be seen by folks all over this planet. We're
all sharin' the same stars tonight. Makes ya feel special. Part of it all...
beyond this free an' rich country we got... Yep, I know, I got my own box an'
everything right over there.
SEES SOMEONE, GOES INTO HIS PITCH.PULLS OUT HIS HARMONICA AND PLAYS "OVER
THERE", THEN SINGS IT::
"Over there, Over there... "Hey, I know you. You remember me? You got a quarter?
C'mon, I'd give you a quarter. I won't sing no more. Thanks. What was I... oh
yeah, I was sayin' how things been pretty good. Over there in parts of Europe,
all they got is mud huts an' mosquitos... I know cause I was in the service.
Navy. Sailed the seas and everyghing. Years ago, I remember I met a nice girl -
livin' in one of those mud huts. Her name was Alba, or Elma, or Erga or somethin'
like that. Spoke with her eyes - I remember. Widows to her soul. She had a
genuine honest one. Didn't have to say hardly a word. Looked at me... an' smiled
right through me. It was as if I knew her, with one look. Like we were born form
the same mother. Like we were identical twins. Only she was a girl, ya see, an'
I was a boy. Her home was a mud hut in Europe an' mine was a little house over
here in the "land of opportunity". She was black, an' I was white. Well, I still
am white, I think... an' I reckon she's still black - but what I'm gettin' at is
... ohhhhhhhh.... Now you gotta listen to me... Well, you don't gotta, but I
learned somethin' important, ya see... I learned that "we", you an' me, we're
born from the same egg. That's what it felt like when me an' her looked at each
other. At first we didn't want ta look, I remember that. We sort of glanced at
each other. Then, our eyes kept meetin' more an' more. Finally, after avoidin'
each other, we got stuck together in a stare... starin' an' starin' and starin'
at each other. Felt good. Like I broke through a barrier an' suddenly I couldn't
look at her like I did before. Like she was some flat picture of a person. Like
she was less than me, 'cause ya see, I'm not a flat picture. I'm like lookin' at
the stars. You keep lookin' an' they go on forever an' ever, deeper an' deeper
into space. An' me, see, I got all these feelin's inside, like... like...
inverted space. Each thing is it's own little star. A miracle of ... my life.
Here, on this little floatin' rock in the middle of nowhere. An' there, in that,
there's you an' me, an' this here... whad' ya call it, event, we created. A big
event we're all takin' part in. An ' from all that space, what I've come to
know, livin' on the streets - besides:
the winter's ice
landlord's with brooms,
punks with sticks,
cops with batons,
dogs with teeth,
people with attitudes colder than the cement,
and a government who can't seem to do nothin' for me...
What I've come to know...
was the stars.
Sometimes they're my only friends.
I look up
and see the eyes of the universe
just gazin down on me.
An' in the stars,
I see my mother.
I see Erga's eyes starin' at me through eternity.
I feel this connection that is only felt
when you take the time to look
at somethin' like it's as whole as your are.
Then you can begin to trust all that humanity
and that eternity
an' you can stare into it
an' get somethin' from it.
(he stares at the audience)
GOT A QWATA?! HA HA HA HA HA HA HA....
That girl an' me, we made love. Never touched her. Just kissed her inside an'
she kissed me inside. We knew in that moment, the wonder of bein' alive.
Whad I'm gettin' at is...
I understand you.
How afraid you are of me.
I used to step over bums right an' left...
Until I foun' myself here...
In the middle of dis... miracle...
But I look up...
An' I feel the life...
Come right from that love...
An' I stand here an' gaze at my mother...
An', I forgive you...
I forgive ya fear...
I forgive ya indifference...
I forgive ya hate...
(wells up with emotion)
Why am I bein treated like I did somethin' wrong?Like I'm hated by everybody?
(pause. Calms. Attempts to smile)
I forgive you...
So I can have some peace.
(pause. Looks up)
The stars are so special
(looks at the audience)
Each one of ya... ha ha ha ha ha ha ha...
(looks at the stars through makeshift telescope)
'Cause we're all miracles.
(pause. Looking at them)
We're all... miracles.
HE PLAYS TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE STAR ON HIS HARMONICA AS HE TURNS AND WALKS INTO
Norm-iLL People," his second solo, Monteleone
slips with ease from one character to another with an original or hysterical line to draw
" BRAVURA PERFORMANCE...
Monteleone demonstrates a convincing range in evoking 10 different