We slammed shut all the books, and if you don't like the noise, you can just leave.
If you think you can still read under this noise, you're welcome to try.
In The Pagan Science Reading Room we're blasting Reptoids, Park A Tiger, 2005 EP.
If we were pretending to be rock journalists, we'd say things like, "K-Oh & Melissa bite off bone-crunching riffs & spit out still-smouldering chunx-o-metal," or, "CRACKLES w/ BLUE SPARKS!" or, "Destined to be classic."
Maybe later in the PSRR: I couldn't raise Bus Driver on the phone Saturday, so we couldn't have his weird smartness (as promised). But he just LVM, & sounds like he has a head full of ideas.
Update: Bus Driver is utterly impossible. He has turned his phone off.
Tags: Pagan Science Reading Room, Chicago, Chicago word, Chicago music, Reptoids, metal, punk, rock, rock journalism, Bob Dylan lyrics, physics, chaos theory.
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