music is evil

Music is evil. Just when you think you’ve seen the bitterest shit and are not likely to have heart flutters ever again and are very happy that way – someone gives you a CD they think you’ll like. The guitar strums, the lead vocal warbles melancholically, the light dims outside the window. And you go all doe-eyed again, risking a fall down a new crevasse on a new planet with a new spaceman. Again.