Parents in Starbucks, addressing their noisy kids sternly, with a combination of vagueness and high precision.
Now then – your volume is at 6. We want your volume at 2…. or 4.
Graeme brought me a copy of Joe Brainard's book I Remember – a personal list catalogue of statements each beginning with the phrase 'I remember'. Shades of Perec there, who I think did a pretty simillar piece, probably pretty much the same time as the Brainard. Hints of Handke's Self Accusation, and Forced Entertainment's own (much later) Speak Bitterness here too. This ambiguous open-ended confession I liked especially:
I remember learning very early in life the art of putting everything back exactly the way it was.