Biofiles

 

We are promoting Biofiles —

the hereafter arranged in aisles;

we’ve classics, pop and hip-hop, too —

what kind of audio suits you?

For ev’ry piece of music in

the world, there is a matched person;

you’ve got a choice of capsule, or

perhaps you’d like the ringtone more;

once analog pills changed people

but now our system’s digital;

whatever type of mood organs

you try, they’ll boost your endorphins.

The old people, they got problems

at 78 RPMs;

they’re very frail, so be careful —

to break them’s pretty terrible;

most boomers live as 45s —

their B-sides often are their wives;

yet LPs are the best format —

the vinyl snobs will swear to that;

most Xers live in jewel cases

except cassettes which replaces

the generation of 8 tracks,

that storage form which got the axe;

and those we saved as DATs,

extending you apologies;

as to Millennials, we try

to get you all on Spotify.

So, half-life folks, turn back your clocks —

eternity’s now a jukebox;

go find the genre that’s your style

and cue up your own Biofile!

 

He passed me a small glossy folded printed piece of paper; I saw Hammerstein stop-setting indications on it. But the effect of the drug is much more intense; as you know, the amplitude of affect-shock produced by the Mood Organ is severely limited by law. I read the setting critically. By god, when translated into notes it was close to the opening of the Beethoven Sixteenth Quartet. What a vindication for enthusiasts of the Beethoven Third Period, I said to myself. Just looked at, the stop-setting numbers made me feel better. I can almost hum this drug, I said.” — Philip K. Dick, We Can Build You.

 

Text, narration, editing & production © 2020 C. Kurtz.