4:27 - 4:47 am
Establishing connections with art critics amidst a vast empty valley, incomparable to the Afar depression of Ethiopia. The sedimentary rock had been destroyed by a scorching stellar object floating somewhere, hot, above our crescent moon. The dust in the breeze layers the blue painted bike with a muted glaze. No one will be riding it tonight and only dust will gather as it sits, waiting patiently. After the waiting and the build up, the rider will dust off the seat with a cloth or a spare shirt from the backseat, trunk within reach. The man who could be made up into a gentleman through the contents of his trunk. The last time that happened... Artist endeavors, the predictable traits of new punks and old intellectuals discussion the musical smarts inherent in bands like Yes (of old) and BTBAM (of new). The same mindset is required. The same drafting ideas that they almost forgot to record. The inherent and believable feeling that a loss of old music is a loss of collective soul, no matter how informal or bestial the song. No matter how primitive and indistinguishable the voices, speaking gibberish rather than plain English, but this fact should not offend. The music is music is music is music. The beating drums that we don't understand is understood by many across cultures and sands. The universal music is required to unit and conquer. Our music, our melancholy voices through the transaction between our late high school/early college students and theirs, the musical and developmental differences might be noticed, filling in the blanks of the void, the ignorant chasm that constricts in our throats when we decide to play safe rather than be tranquilized by the standard or normal conditions of treatment. We are angry at the lack of miscommunication. The bloodshed and garbage produced from the delicacy of the procedure are evident in the strikes of hand. The overexposure of the wrist and muscles required to form meaning. The strain of playing bass beyond capabilities. (Iiiiii Wonnnnt beeee around heeere for toooo veryyy looooooooon). Get back to where you once came from, Chase the ace, quality control, room to move, wasted hours, all the sand in all the sea, hindsight, 'you got a death wish johnny truant', cold chillin', she came in through the bathroom window, little lover's so polite, nothing like you, mama, I'm swollen, assassin, graverobber, black wave, ten thousand words, the blinding light, you just haven't earned it yet baby, given the chance, crawl, local man ruins everything, victory, victory dance, miss the misery, stop whispering, 7 billion people all alive at once, your name here, plans, getting better, write your story now, church mouth, so lonely, against me, shine, another night in the rock, bats, grace, long live the queen.
