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Music
Catpower, Your 33 Black Angels (just click on their profile)
About me: Birth of a Legend-TT Kitty
Deep in an underground laboratory, a scientist, wearing a white coat works. Beakers and test tubes, piled high on white workbenches, burble and pop with quiet purpose. Putting down a clipboard, the man gives a quick look of satisfaction and stands. Turning, he strides towards a dark corner of the room where a small cage rests. Two small green eyes peer out of the wire grid. Stooping, the man grasps the handle on the cage and returns to his work station, setting the cage down on the bench. It is becoming clear the creature will be the subject of cruel and inhuman experiments. Hands tremoring slightly, the man pulls on heavy leather gloves stained with sinister, dark spots, unlocks the cage and reaches in the opening. A struggle ensues, but the outcome is not in doubt and the man succeeds in removing an angry house cat, tufts of fur pouring about the table top. A copper colored box with door ajar and thick cables erupting from all sides sits menacingly nearby. Quickly, the scientist shoves the cat into the box, closes the door, and locks it. A single muffled cry is heard from within. The man’s face shows no reaction as he turns to a bank of knobs, dials, and switches, adjusting them until satisfied with their positions. His hand briefly hovers over a larger dial on the control board then turns it towards maximum power. “It must work,” he murmurs, as the laboratory lights momentarily dim under the new demand.
Smoke and flashes of light emerge from the box. The animal inside utters a desperate cry and then all is silent. The smell of ozone and singed hair spreads about the room. A printer clatters to life, spewing out data. The man rushes over and scans the pages, searching for any indication of success. Under the cruel lights his face shows a glimmer of hope, but no, he scowls, hands crumpling the new worthless data. “Failure again?” he sighs as he shuffles to a small blanketless cot, collapsing in defeat on its hard, bare surface—soon a restless sleep. His body jerks and twitches as if he was the subject of his own foul experiments.
Meanwhile, across the room, there is a curious scratching, softly at first, but then louder and more insistent. Suddenly, a sound of shattering glass explodes in the room. The man bolts upright, his face a mixture of surprise and fear. “What was it?” He scans his lab for the sources, a sense of dread blooming inside his very soul. It couldn’t be the unfortunate gray cat incinerated in the name of the black sciences.
A scrambling, then a flash of wild hair is all that he sees before it is on him. A hacking noise incessantly repeats, echoing about the lab as he falls to the floor, a lifeless hulk. “Keff,” the cat voiced. A steaming greenish mass, a hairball lies atop the man’s chest as a viscous feted liquid soaks his clothes.
The cat sniffs for a moment, then leaps away, searching for a way out. A small dormer about the exit shows the way. The “Test Tube Kitty” hurls itself through the open window disappearing into the night, intentions unknown.
What will come? We can only speculate. Perhaps villainous deeds or unexpected acts of kindness or maybe just a factory job in the rustbelt. Whatever happens, that cat is sure to be worth watching for, on the street, in your town or in your closet.
Who I'd like to meet: naked bodies to drape myself over
Hey there! Ali from Heart Pharmacy here, just stopping by to update you on my new music video and full length album now available on I hope your doing awesome!! Listen to the whole album below.
Hey! Just an update for you, You can now listen to my ENTIRE full length album on my Official Facebook page. Make sure to become a fan so you can be one of the first to watch my new music video for the song "Forever" complete in April : ) You seriously rock, thank you.
