Good evening. This is your Captain.We are about to attempt a crash landing.Please extinuish all cigarettes.Place your tray tables in theirupright, locked position.Your Captain says: Put your head on your knees.Your Captain says: Put your head on your hands.Captain says: Put your hands on your head.Put your hands on your hips. Heh heh.This is your Captain-and we are going down.We are all going down, together.And I said: Uh oh. This is gonna be some day.Standby. This is the time.And this is the record of the time.This is the time. And this is the record of the time.Uh-this is your Captain again.You know, I've got a funny feeling I've seen this allbefore.Why? Cause I'm a caveman.Why? Cause I've got eyes in the back of my head.Why? It's the heat. Standby.This is the time. And this is the record of the time.This is the time. And this is the record of the time.Put your hands over your eyes. Jump out of the plane.There is no pilot. You are not alone. Standby.This is the time. And this is the record of the time.This is the time. And this is the record of the time. Laurie Anderson - From the Air @ Big Science 1982

Ora bem, tenho ideia que ninguém lê esta coisa! E como assim é eu aqui posso desabafar!
Pois é meus senhores e senhoras eu sinto-me mais perdido que um cego num tiroteio, é verdade, a mais pura das verdades... toque os sinos...
Mas que bela confusão em que eu estou metido, que maravilha... HIGH FIDELITY