we turn back to our subplot featuring Beethoven the classical musician-cum-prize-fighter:
Mozart had reascended to Heaven to play video-games there (Sony Playstation and Nintendo Wii) after his brief gig with Hendrix and co. jamming a Metallica song...... now he re-descends to help Beethoven with his next boxing bout against R&B stalwart Rhianna.....
Beethoven sat in a dark, dirty garage, water dripped until he could hear no more ... rats played at his feet until he slayed them and made a fire to cook them.... he made a pen to compose the famous 8th symphony and used rat's blood to write it....
behind him the garage door slowly creaked open --- Beethoven slept but was awakened by the light that came flooding in the desolate garage that had become his home since his bout with Cornjob O'Brien..... Mozart stood on the other side of the garage door with a remote control in his hand that he threw aside as he saw the garage door rise and entered to greet Beethoven.... he knew that Beethoven would by now be deaf and brought an I-Pad that translated his spoken words to German text so as to be understood by Beethoven....
after being defeated by Beethoven Cornjob O'Brien continued running his late-night TV show but went 100% chinese -- he dressed in nouveau-glitzy Chinese garb as did his audience of scum-of-the-Earth University students and his entire show was voice-overed into Manardin.... the dialog was rendered in English-language subtitles .... O'Brien only ate with chopsticks and made jokes about life in China instead of whipping the dead horse of boring old dumb American culture..... 'so the other day i was on the lookout for cheap noodles to eat for under 10 cents,' said O'Brien in flawless Mandarin in his monolog in bright red flashy Chinese clothes while acrobats jumped around and a chicken or two sat in a cage squawking and a rat ambled by....
Tunisia and later Egypt had fallen into civil disorder and Mozart had become astoundingly wealthy by making arrangements with Beethoven's handlers from his previous fights to scam money by rigged betting....
'Come fly with me,' said Mozart to Beethoven as he grabbed him by the wrist and bid him to board his private jet yonder by the garage....
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