Son of a bitch, this is fucking cool.
Driving through the Village of the Damned earlier tonight, I happened upon a family of three
each of them wearing a pair of oversized headphones. They weren’t conversing, but were clearly together.
The radio was playing an electronic masterpiece by Aphex Twin [I didn’t catch the name], an appropriately bizarre soundtrack at that moment. I cranked the volume up.
An alienesque road sign
took my eye… whilst overhead a helicopter was circling through tree branches and wispy clouds. I craned my neck awkwardly to look up at it, through the glass roof of my space ship – like a clean, cocaineless version of a neurotic Henry Hill.