WEEKEND AT MONZY'S

MONZY THE TERRIBLE - REVENGE OF ABEL

 [TRACK: SLEAZE 0:05]

“COOPED UP WITH A VILLAINOUS GROUP TO PLOT A COUP D'ETAT”

YOU STAND ABOVE THE STILL POND. HUNGOVER. MUTED ORGAN KEYS STIR RIPPLES FROM BELOW. SURFACE TENSION SHATTERS, PULLING YOU FROM THE FOG OF LAST NIGHT.

MONZY DOESN’T CARE IF YOU HAVE A HEADACHE. THEY’RE FISHING DOWNSTREAM AND CALLING YOUR MOM NAMES THROUGH BIBLICAL REFERENCES, HARDLY LOUD ENOUGH TO HEAR OVER THE WIND. WHAT CUTS THROUGH IS THE RHYTHMIC ASSONANCE OF THE PRACTICED POET.

[TRACK: 4NR 2:11]

“MONZY THE TERRIBLE, MORE PARABLES TO UTTER. NEVER CARED FOR YOU MOTHERFUCKERS. DID I ST-ST-ST-ST-STUTTER?”

MAYBE THE MORNING JOINT WAS ILL-ADVISED. YOU’RE CROSSFADED INTO A JAZZ BAR JUST AS THEY BREAK UP THE MOSH (???) THE DISTANT MEMORY OF BUBBLING ORGAN KEYS TICKLES YOU STILL. MONZY SNICKERS BACKSTAGE, INTRODUCES DYLAN ON THE BOARDS BEFORE BURSTING THROUGH THE CURTAIN.

“VERSE TWO!”

THE PLACE IS A VACUUM. THE SOLE SOURCE OF SOUND, MONZY WEAVING

SUICIDAL IDEATION THROUGH MISANTHROPIC CONTEMPT, ALL WITH A SMIRK.

[TRACK: OGRE 1:41]

“DRANK 33 MODELOS, I NEED A PILLOW, PILLS, PINK PANTIES, PINK PANTHERESS, AND PUSSY WILLOWS”

EVERYONE’S GLUED TO YOU, TIME TO GO.

YOUR EYES HAVEN’T QUITE ADJUSTED TO THE AFTERNOON SUN. HORNS FADE IN BEHIND YOU. CRYING ? LAUGHING AT YOU ? MONZY SAUNTERS DISTANTLY, MAKING JOKES YOU DON’T GET THAT REFERENCE BOOKS YOU’VE NEVER READ.

YOU TURN DOWN THE ALLEY. THEIR VOICE ECHOES BETWEEN APARTMENT BUILDINGS. TRAILED ONLY BY TRUMPETS.

“WHAT THE FUCK YOU WANNA DO? HUH?”

GUESS WE’LL SEE.

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