I love a long draught of atmospheric music. Also of atmospheric words. Atmospheric animals (e.g. birds and some species of lhama). That sort of thing. Atmospheric food? ... maybe not. Too close to vomit. But now I'm wondering if there's such a thing as atmospheric being. Due to a series of drunken teenage rejections at the clenched hands of Tok H bouncers, I have a fear of St Peter. Well, an abstract fear actually, cos I don't believe he or his boss exist.* So if there is such a thing, notwithstanding wormy wind, it definitely isn't a soul.
Atmospheric being.
Atmospheric been?
Atmospheric bean?
Atmospheric bee?
That's it! Beans and bees! Pods and proboscises. Vines and hexagons. Perfectly atmospheric. And all natural.
* Mike Willesee recently confirmed this for me on Enough Rope -- waxing sentimental about the kiddies he spent time with in Sudan while proudly advertising the fact that a good shank of his $50m fortune will be ploughed into Sudanese-kiddie-saving projects such as the demystification of stigmata and the forensic testing of blood-stained blankets.
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