Saturday, September 6, 2008
Warning: The next sounds you hear may hijack your brain.
"In the year 2525, if man is still alive."
"Here's a little song I wrote, you might want to sing it note for note."
" We are the world, we are the children."
Please enjoy the music while your party is reached:
"Dominique, nique, nique/ S'en allait tout simplement . . ."
. . . followed by more indecipherable French sung by a high, trilling voice that drills like a demonic woodpecker lodged in your ear canal, its beak jackhammering incessantly toward your medulla oblongata . . .
The Singing Nun! A classic brain-invader.
Dominique, nique, nique . . .
MAKE IT STOP!