It Was In the Middle

It is pertient, that at least on the occasion, you begin to play a record, only to leave the room soon thereafter.

Even more necessary, is to nearly forget that you put it on, and return to the room, surprised and confused at the oddity of the sound you hear.

Quite like the wobbling candle-stick, nearly falling to the floor, you catch it just before.

Perhaps, avoid the record getting to this point here, unless:

 

 

The Vibrcathedral Orchestra play long before you hear them; they rid you of the idea that music has beginnings and endings. In them, constant motion is instantly recognizable,

                                        "Be glad for the song has no ending"

                                                "My station will be changed after a while"

 Best would be to have someone else put something on without your knowing, and you finding it out,

                                             Jumping into a moving boat, do you need an oar?

 

Comments

[Montgomery Street]

Son, what the fuck are you talking about?

[Zachary]

I am glad it makes no sense, for

it was over on Montgomery Street...