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| It's Angus Young! |
About to rock, but not yet ... rocking.
Moreover - why just about to rock? Why not for those who have rocked, or typically enjoy rocking? Why not salute those dudes?
For a long time I assumed that it was just based on syllabic necessity, until I read this post from +Will Robinson. It was then that I realized that there must be some instant, just before an event of calculated madness that one perceives the totality of the moment they have chosen. Plan in mind, hand on doorknob, and a sense of propriety admirably absent. This is what it means to be about to Rock, and while fleeting, it seems only reasonable that the moment should be marked with cannon fire.
Will Robinson originally shared this post:
Just ran across the gale-force windy seafront in a t-shirt and jeans singing "POLYAMORY!" to the tune of the Balamory theme. Got spun around twice, pushed into the road repeatedly, almost knocked over, and am now in adrenaline comedown

Hell yes, dude. This is one of the best pieces you've written. And I love all your work, you groovy psychopath (sociopath?).
ReplyDeletePerfect writing. I couldn't have been more satisfied had I just created a robot that could decimate an entire planet before breakfast. Not saying I don't love my robot, he's great. But I do enjoy a solid shout-out to those who have appointed themselves to the lofty position of rockers. Those who without shame indulge in the fine art of Rockery.
Somewhere, in the distance...a cannon fires.