Ch-ch-changes
Time machines.
Everyone wants one, no one has one. If they had one though, maybe the best idea would be to go Back In Time you make sure it was never invented. Or forward in time to do it. I don’t know. It’s one of those circular logic deals that always make time machines in fiction so shitty. Go ahead and try and name one movie where time machines as a plot device didn’t make it suck.
But that’s neither here nor there.
I’m interested in hypotheticals instead.
If you could go back in time and give one piece of music to a person in the past, what would you give, and whom would you give it to?
Labels: don't disrupt the continuum
4 Comments:
option 1
let mozart hear miles davis' "kind of blue" see if shit gets awesome 300 years earlier.
option 2
let teddy roosevelt hear the cramp's "she said" i don't know why, i just like them both a lot.
option 3
let buddy holly hear "american pie" just so he won't get on that plane, die, and let don mclean release that horrible piece of shit
I'd let Siddhartha hear "A Love Supreme". It was for him (and Jesus too, I guess) and it seems like a nice thing to do.
I'd let Hitler hear the Proclaimers, "I'm gonna be (5000 miles)" so he could commit suicide even earlier.
Time After Time - I have only a vague memory of this movie...Jack the Ripper steals HG Well's time machine and goes to New York City. In my childish recollection, it was sweet.
I would go to the Irish Potato Famine and let them hear Jump Around by House of Pain. They would get so pumped up that they would forget the starving! Or same song to the early British occupation of Northern Ireland. Hearing what Irish-American mutts claim as Irish rap, their would be no IRA...they would just let the British trounce through Ireland because their culture is going to get commodified and bastardized in the future anyway...or is that the Scottish?
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