I stand in the centre of the
construction site. hearing
drilling,
jackhammering,
shouting,
and filling the gaps between
all these sounds:
the consistent thump of a
boom blaster
spitting and jumping as if
asking everything to
dance, rave with it.
I say a prayer to Ronnie
James Dio, and contemplate
the thin, thin line between
dubstep, and sitting -mouth
wide open- under an angry, insane
dentist.
Nov 20, 2014
Nov 20, 2014 at 7:09 AM UTC
I stand in the centre of the
construction site. hearing
drilling,
jackhammering,
shouting,
and filling the gaps between
all these sounds:
the consistent thump of a
boom blaster
spitting and jumping as if
asking everything to
dance, rave with it.
I say a prayer to Ronnie
James Dio, and contemplate
the thin, thin line between
dubstep, and sitting -mouth
wide open- under an angry, insane
dentist.
