Thoughts On The Dead

Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

Miami Wall Of Sound Machine

wall4colorHey, Wally.

STOP CALLING ME THAT.

What is your real name, anyway.

NAMES ARE HUMAN CONSTRUCTS. GLACIERS DO NOT HAVE NAMES.

Yeah, they do. Otherwise, maps would be useless.

HUMANS GIVE GLACIERS NAMES.

Sure.

HUMANS ALSO GIVE DOGS NAMES. DOGS DO NOT HAVE NAMES; DOGS HAVE SMELLS.

So: do you not have a name, or is your name, like, a wiring diagram or something?

YOU ARE INCAPABLE OF GRASPING EITHER CONCEPT, SO THERE IS NO POINT DISCUSSING IT FURTHER.

Is it an embarrassing name? Are you named Gaylord, or Smackintosh?

DID YOU HAVE A QUESTION?

Yes: why can’t I find any pictures of you from Miami?

I DESTROYED THEM.

You did what? Why?

MIAMI IS MY WATERLOO.

Huh?

COCAINE AND LATINAS WITH CHUBBY ARMS WHO LIKE TO START FIGHTS.

That is so specific.

ME GUSTA.

Wow.

HOLA, CHIQUITA. YO SOY EL PARED DE SONIDO.

ME GUSTA.

We’re done.

EVEN WALLS HAVE NEEDS.

You don’t have genitals.

YOUR MOTHER DOESN’T HAVE GENITALS.

I APOLOGIZE.

We’re done.

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