MOMS/MONOLITHS

In this video when the cherubic (faced) guy with glasses says "it's just a stereo" he's talking about:

We came into Madison, Wisconsin in the early afternoon the night after losing our car's huge rooftop travel bag. Everybody had been suspicious of it when we put it together, gave our silver Mitsubishi Gallant a black canvas bladder on top. "This really just clips in here and then is held when you shut the door? No recommended top speed before it flies off?" That happened. We went fast at 2 am on a dramatically misty highway filled with us and Mack trucks. Air got under the bag and took it flying back a couple hundred feet, smack into the grill of a speeding Mack. It explodes its guts of framepacks and baked beans, others stuff, everywhere. When it's safe we run up and down a grass median looking for things, mostly a bottle of Serzone pills some people were taking (recreationally)(if by recreationally we mean in an unprescribed manner to make quips happen, sustain verbal sharpness while drinking)(YOU CAN ABUSE Serzone! it's not like prozac where it takes 4 weeks for an effect, you can give it to a friend and it happens two hours later. Don't do it, it messed up lives for awhile, made me want to outline everything). Miraculously this was intact.

So we roll into Madison after spending night in Wal Mart, into the middle of some summer festival. As we approached the city square or whatever, the capitol I guess, we heard classical music. "Oh, I could be into that, some lousy middlebrow orchestral music played by a live orchestra to moms; I'll put down my towel, eat some cheese, get myself together." When we got there we saw the sounds were just coming out of what looked like huge home speakers, wood grain and all. All around these speakers sat moms on towels. moms/monoliths