Faded Afternoon

Ah, those long hot sticky days of Summertime, waking up hung over and stumbling bleary-eyed through breakfast at one PM before dragging your alcohol-bruised body outside and collapsing in a deck chair beside the overflowing ashtrays and empty pizza boxes while the neighbors’ air conditioner hums and cats prowl through the backyard grass... and your buddy hands you a can of sorta-cold beer still dripping with melted cooler ice from the night before and someone else lights a cigarette and everyone stares straight ahead at nothing, totally dazed, eyes squinting in the afternoon sun... yeah.

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posted by Fuzzy Monster (6 comments total)

This song is by my band Miracle Beard. We write and record at the same time, paddling along The Stream of Consciousness.
posted by Fuzzy Monster at 8:16 AM on June 30, 2006

That is to say, Miracle Beard.
posted by Fuzzy Monster at 8:33 AM on June 30, 2006

Rubik's Cube represent
posted by cortex at 9:42 AM on June 30, 2006

You're right, cortex-- I'll put that one up next.
posted by Fuzzy Monster at 1:27 PM on June 30, 2006

Nicely done Fuzzy, and so timely too. That distortion is all tin-headed highness and locusts so...yeah is the right word.
posted by melissa may at 1:56 PM on June 30, 2006

Thanks, MM. As my ol' Granpappy used to say: "Fuzzy Monster, there ain't nothing in the world that sounds more like Sittin' Around Hung Over In The Summertime' than a distorted kazoo."
posted by Fuzzy Monster at 3:02 PM on June 30, 2006