Get yourself a big joint and put this track on loud (only
use headphones so as not annoy the neighbours. That’s if you have neighbours.
If you don’t, fill your world with it.) Take hold of the nearest member of the
opposite sex to whom you’re attracted (mustn’t be family and must be
consensual) and hang on tight. Don’t do anything, just hang on tight. Take the
ride. Pretend you’ve died and landed on the other side.
It’s nearly ten minutes long, but I can virtually guarantee that
it will seem like an eternity in a dark, mysterious and magical world. If it
doesn’t, roll another joint and try again.
OK, this is just me giving vent to an alluring fantasy, but
it’s worth a try, isn’t it? Compelling
rhythms and melodies meld with sounds that don’t belong anywhere but in the
deepest parts of the wildwood where forces from another world come out to play.
Of course, if you’re a fan of Howard Keel or Daniel O’Donnell
it probably won’t work. And I assume Justin Bieber fans never read this blog.
Otherwise…
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