Tell this story to whomever you meet, so they will know what lies in your heart-of-hearts....
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The brother of my friend Dorothy had this cat for not very long, recently. He had named it "Alexandrinia O'Flannery Cortez-Hernandez" ("Alex" for short).
But she (the cat, not Dorothy) met with a fatal end, when she (the cat) fell off the balcony and didn't land on her feet. It was a mess.
Even worse is Dorothy wrote a short story about it. (Dorothy's weird.) She called it: Alex, and Her Death Splat
"Gia. An old guy name Alexandre used to work here, but he gone rogue, so I replaced him.
"Well...you are far from home. I used to work for a German guy, making remote controls. Not the most creative job, but the money wasn't bad. One time I worked 4 hours straight to help a friend fix a couple of broken ones. He was obsessed, said he was doing it to honor his daughter or something."
"Sounds powerful."
"Yeah...like he was marching to an anthem..."
"Hey, didn't David used to work there too?"
"David who? THE David? Nah, he ain't from around here. People haven't seen him for a long time. He disappeared that one year, just after Independence Day."
"Well I think he left just in time. The world is different now...sterile...computerized. Uninteresting. Just a lot of droning."
"Reminds me of that Icelander guy, he used to have a drone army that can make those weird noises. His neighbor Clemmenson even tossed a frisbee at one of them."
"Well he ain't no Boston Pops conductor, that is for sure."
Or you could stand in a music store, tapping out the opening rhythm of:
The only other film I can think of with a distinctive rhythm motif, which could be tapped out discreetly while standing in a bar with other potential film score nerds, is Goldsmith's TWILIGHT'S LAST GLEAMING:
The only other film I can think of with a distinctive rhythm motif, which could be tapped out discreetly while standing in a bar with other potential film score nerds, is Goldsmith's TWILIGHT'S LAST GLEAMING:
