This forms the introduction for Scene 3 of our Interactive Stageshow, “ Blue Lips, Loose Hips” now playing at your local CCM theater. You can collect your complimentary ticket by clicking on the playlist - to check out what we are up to at this witching hour.

Scene 3 is titled “The Time Machine” and during the introduction to this part - those depraved producers attempt to get as many naked photographs of the audience as possible and then send them on to Anchor on his yacht in Monaco. Listeners, turn your web cam on please ;-0

Sidenote: If you find offense in any parts of this scene, please read this before forming an opinion and switching off.

The samples behind this intro will be posted soon by our executive producer Scomber, if he would care to answer his phone and unlock his office door. (He’s busy casting ;-)) The pell and stems are posted now and casting for the next few scenes has be “approved”)
Anyway, here are his words before we called the intervention response team and they threatened to take him away to holiday camp;

Let’s take a pic for Anchor’s Time Machine

Scomber on narration
and musical journey; (Pells and instrumentals up shortly)

Feeling strangely cleansed after burning the old masters,
Anchor fashions together a time machine ;
out of a broken microwave oven he found in the back alley
and his sister’s pink, fashionable iPod.

He has the means.
If only he could travel back in time
and set his girlfriend on a path of clean living.
You know what I mean;
local organic meats,
fresh fruit and veg
and only pure Colombian cocaine
- not that shit she gets from Pierre.

—————XOXTXOX————-

His experiment has been successful
and he is zapped through the space-time continuum
On his way,
he realizes that dance music hasn’t changed
all that much -
in the last 500 years.
Except the hairdos.

This is his journey back in time….

WARNING Complete madness happening to Anchor from now on…

So stand up and put on those wireless set of headphones
that are located under your seat.

I’m talking to you my pretty
yes!
and your little dog too!

Now race down to the dancefloor towards the stage,
remove all your clothing and dance
under the pulsing lights
to the beat of Anchors aching heart.

Girls don’t worry about the band or the press - they’re nearly blind
and they cannot see a thing.

I’m watching you though….

And don’t worry about your Mother !
She’s backstage with me right now…

Now stop!
And turnaround!

Say smile

(let’s take a picture)

This Picture is projected onto the ceiling of the theater for the next song during Anchor’s journey into the dark ages…

Recommended by: luciomusacchio (molisedigitale), Budapest BluesBoy (hepepe), jacindae, Abstract Audio (Citizen_X0)

"Intro-"Take a Pic of the crowd for Anchors Time Machine" (Scene3 -BlueLips,LooseHips)"
by InteractiveStageshow

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