Music Nation is a Music Video Competition for Independent Artists

Date Added: December 14, 2007

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An ode to a doomed summer romance. - Damon and Jenn - It was a summer of ritual, nature, and arcane fruition, I think as I watch her walk across the parking lot, looking like some girl from an Elle magazine while I sit in the car as the sun gradually amps the temperature up. I'd go with her, but I don't know if I could stand it...that sterile smell, and the nuclear waste tubs they collect all the aborted baby fetuses in. I wonder where they would have ended up eventually given the chance at life. These future people...these future dick heads and fuck ups who'll probably one day end up cutting me off in the traffic lane. Those little fucking viruses... and across the street sits this ancient grocery store where we used to steal pixie sticks, and the quarter horse rides haunts the exterior while it strangles out some gypsy cabaret theme through it's busted, vandalized speaker as some father stands over his child afraid he'll fall. Goddamn, this ain't me. I honk the horn and get her attention before she can reach the automatic door. I pull the car round to her and open the door. She dips down, peering in, eyes alive in adoration... then I tell her she forgot her coupons.

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