Hello, a few additions...
mt ----- Original Message ----- From: "Dan Sicko" <[EMAIL PROTECTED]> To: <313@hyperreal.org> Sent: Thursday, September 27, 2001 11:14 AM Subject: RE: [313] nightdrive vocalsl > Here's my first stab at it: > > **************************************************** > Okay. [faint] > Well ... I'm driving in a black on black *in* black Porsche 924. > Tempting fate. (tempting fate for a little bit more) > My head is filled with techno beat, Metro Times, Face magazine. > Shadows out of time and space. > ??? no place. > > TIME SPACE TRANSMAT > [more vocals obscured under the chorus] ( look at the way she stands???) (there she stands) > > Contemplating contemptuously, the inferior designs ... and the > outmoded, underpowered and otherwise obsolete lifeforms. > > TIME SPACE TRANSMAT > [more vocals obscured under the chorus] > > How could she possibly walk in those shoes? > > TIME SPACE TRANSMAT > > Excuse me, but isn't that black leather micro (mini) skirt a bit much? > I mean, it really is overkill, isn't it? > She says, (nothing) > The lights of passing vehicles reflecting in (her mirrored sunglasses) > She looks at her watch, and I can see ...(the numbers _???_ of the display)reflected?? dancing where > her eyes should be. > > TIME TRANSMAT > SPACE TRANSMAT > > The Porsche, not unlike a snake, sliding under the side of glass aquarium. > She slams the door behind her. And she reaches over and turns the > steering wheel all the way. > And she says nothing the whole time. She just sort of sneers at you. > And you see this: The distorted reflection of your face in her > mirrored sunglasses. --------------------------------------------------------------------- To unsubscribe, e-mail: [EMAIL PROTECTED] For additional commands, e-mail: [EMAIL PROTECTED]
