My name is Geetrock.
Fifty thousand years ago, I fell into a big hole in the ice. I was frozen solid. Recently a group of scientists thawed me out and I had to live in the modern world.
Your world confuses and frightens me! In my world of 50,000 years ago, pop music was all about electric guitars. But after I was unfrozen, I thought I would never hear a guitar in pop music again. It was all loops and synths and samples. I was scared when I heard people talking over drumbeats and repetitive bass lines, instead of singing.
After I was unfrozen, I mated with one of your people. She was willing to overlook my strange appearance, and lack of what you call intelligence and manners, because she was interested in my stories of Woolly Mammoth hunts.
We had some children, and one of them said to me, "Electric guitars are never coming back, dad."
Well, I don't know much about what's gone on in the last fifty thousand years, but there is one thing I DO know...I'm starting to hear electric guitars again.
Fifty thousand years ago, I fell into a big hole in the ice. I was frozen solid. Recently a group of scientists thawed me out and I had to live in the modern world.
Your world confuses and frightens me! In my world of 50,000 years ago, pop music was all about electric guitars. But after I was unfrozen, I thought I would never hear a guitar in pop music again. It was all loops and synths and samples. I was scared when I heard people talking over drumbeats and repetitive bass lines, instead of singing.
After I was unfrozen, I mated with one of your people. She was willing to overlook my strange appearance, and lack of what you call intelligence and manners, because she was interested in my stories of Woolly Mammoth hunts.
We had some children, and one of them said to me, "Electric guitars are never coming back, dad."
Well, I don't know much about what's gone on in the last fifty thousand years, but there is one thing I DO know...I'm starting to hear electric guitars again.
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