<v AudioDescriptions> The clip starts with the light drone of the interior of a plane, which continues throughout the 01:08 piece.
The sour candy musicals our mother made us watch in the ‘80s.
<v AudioDescriptions> Quiet passenger chatter can be heard under the vocals, continuing along with the drone until the end of the piece.
I have started to make careful lists of the items you will need when you return. Suppose there really is no God of Antimatter. The plane dipped, the music swelled, and the Grand Canyon opened up below like a gash or a cunt. The only thing I could think to say when I saw your body was “I’m sorry.” Everything has either regressed or metastasized since you left. Remember to put in your earplugs.Vibrations from the heavy sighing can deafen at these decibels. Awkward. That’s what the kids say. Awkward. There is a classifiable symptom for every syndrome you can imagine. I can’t even write a cover letter till the DSM-V is released.I have catalogued all of your notes, and I’m waiting for your gloves to comeback to life in my hands.
<v AudioDescriptions> Vocals end, chatter and drone continue, fading out.