Caroline Said IIThursday, October 31, 2013
The recollection of the intensity of the evening/night, and the peace that came with the next morning is still with me even though my memory fails me with dates.
Sometime in the mid 80s, in the afternoon I received a phone call from my friend and In One Ear (Vancouver Magazine) co-conspirator who said something like this, “Alex we have to go tonight to Boston Bar. We must go now. We have to do this. And we will listen to Lou Reed on your Fiat X/19’s tape player.” I tried to dissuade Wiseman from this trip that seemed to be sheer folly not to mention the idea that staying at a hotel (The Charles Hotel, I believe) would incur an expense. I went to my Rosemary for advice thinking that she would tell me to ignore Wiseman. But, no, and she told me, “You must go. He is your friend.”
And so I picked up Wiseman but not before grabbing as many Lou Reed tapes I could find in my collection.
We drove the almost two-hour drive (the X/19 was superb on curves) and Reed was on the tape machine all the way. The one song that we kept repeating was Caroline Says II , from Reed’s Berlin. We arrived late in Boston Bar and checked in. Not much was said. The next day, after breakfast we drove back home.
I never got an explanation from Wiseman but whatever fixed him fixed me, too.