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.....Meanwhile back at the Mars Volta bungalow....
Cedric: Omar...what are you doing?
Omar: Isn't it fundamentally obvious? I am recording the guitar track for our forthcoming album.
Cedric: It looks to me like you are dumping a bag of marbles on your fretboard.
Omar: Maybe that is what it looks like in the physical realm of our tangible existence, but the truth of the matter is that the marbles are channeling the ancient musical god's of my Mayan heritage.
Cedric: Interesting.
Omar: Oh yes. These "marbles" are a direct reflection of their glowing melody orbs of yore!
Cedric: So I suppose you want me to write up some lyrics?
Omar: Yes. But you must channel the Mayan music gods.
Cedric: Do I have to use your marbles then?
Omar: No. You must use your own.
Suddenly Omar grabs a set of jumper cables connected to a dynamo and attaches them to Cedric's testicles while simultaneously pressing the record button.
Cedric: IIIIIEEEEEEEIIIIIEEEEAAAAAAEEEE
Omar: Sing....SING ! ! !
After 47 minutes of cacophony, our favorite fro'd pals listen to their masterpiece.
Cedric & Omar: It's Art!
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Actually, this was an e-mail our beloved Offbeat Frequency orchestrated. Hilarious.
FYI, great article about Battles in this month's Magnet magazine. And yes Ty, we DO want you guys to succeed.
