


Audio Montage by star5
July 21st, 2006 1:16 AM8 vote(s)

Ink Tea
3
beverly penn
3
Ian Kizu-Blair
3
Cunning Linguist
3
crzy bones
3
Orion
3
Leonid Brezjnev
5
Burn Unit
Terms
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Seriously! I want to lay on the floor and listen to this and be immersed, but by the time I'm on the floor in a good position and I close my eyes, I breathe in, and IT'S OVER!
star5, this is so very lovely. You won me at Hal Hartley.
Wow, it's great. I like the phone recording. It reminds me of the Pilote song "Message from the Bigman," which is high praise as I love that song.
Also I love the idea of both voting and flagging, like a spurned lover who brings you flowers and spits insults at you, over and over and over again.
thank you.
sorry ink.. i thought about making it longer.. but both the poem and the piano bit were just the right length. it all just fit. i'd rather it leave you wanting more than go on too long and lose your interest.
but i understand. this is often why i don't like short stories and tend to avoid collections of them.. because if i actually really like them, then so often i want more.
leave me wanting more...this is hot...like palm springs cicra NOW!!!
although it did make me feel lonely...flag that...lovley and lonely
TESTIFY!!!
i guess i should be lucky you can't spit at me through the computer.
HAH.
Shame I can't hear this till I get home.
I agree... just as it was lulling me into that beautifully tranquil place, it ended. More, more, more!
Can I flag something more than once? My flag button is back. I think if I can flag something more than once, I should be able to vote for it multiple times, too.
Or is this more like you've seen through my protests, and seen that I'm actually crazy about Star's montage?
Oh wow. This is amazing. I love how the piano and the phone tone echo one another in the opening. I wish you'd made it longer, though. On second thought, I hate this. You made it too short, you tease. Just as I was started to get pulled in and elated, it ends. I'm going to both vote for this and flag it, like a spurned lover who brings you flowers and spits insults at you, over and over and over again.
I hate you, I love you, be mine.