I'm Your God Now ( and Packed with Expletives!)
Basil Kirchin - Silicon Chip
Hello internet pals of music. Today’s song is a strangely catchy disco-ish song by the avant-garde British composer, originally released in 1979.
Hola amigos,
I know it’s been a long time time since I rapped at ya, but I’ve just come back from the future and holy shit, is it fuckin’ wild.
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For real. First of all, the weather was perfect. Like, a perfectly warm Southern California day with a gentle breeze, consistently hitting just at the right time. The sky was that perfect color of blue, and shifted patiently, like one of those LED mood lamps you can buy at Walmart. Everyone had really nice skin, too.
I’ve never experienced oxygen like that, not even like that time I was in a Vegas oxygen bar with a group of Russians I met playing the table at Circus Circus back in 2002. Remember those oxygen bars? How apocalyptic! Like, how close we were to Tina Turner appearing with Master Blaster?
Anyway, like I was saying, the future is fuckin’ siiiick. I mean, it came at a price but the cost may have been worth it (for survivors) and it really all came down to just giving in to our technology overlord, Colossus, the sentient defense system that realized we were all essentially little babies that couldn’t look after ourselves and decided to become our parent.
Sure, it was a kinda oppressive, but like, cradle to the grave, motherfuckers!
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