is the atmosphere of our dinner. The Atmosphere of our Zoo...
In this respect, I'd like to add something to the sound of our Dinner.
I'm thinking of using a few different tools and instruments, but I could use some help/opinions for what the desired outcome of our "sound atmosphere" will look like...
Help paint me a picture and i'll perhaps my sound will sing you a nice tune,
perhaps from the clack of a spoon,
or the strum of a bass,
that yell from the goon,
it's more than half past noon,
Save me some space,
I hope you all are saving some face.
Floor Sixteen is a most Excellent Place.
Until next time comrades,
Christa/Javier,
Bye Bye
Sam
1 comment:
nice poem, and idea. I like your spoons-clacking idea. What would a zoo-like din of silverware sound like? What does hunger sound like?
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