Da Sun Ra i 1982 mødte op hos Columbia Records med den bizarre, otte minutter lange
'Nuclear War', var han sikker på, at han stod med et hit på hånden. Selskabet mente noget andet.
”Nuclear war.
Nuclear war.
They're talkin' about Nuclear war.
It's a motherfucker, don't you know?
If they push that button your ass got to go.
Gonna blast you
So high in the sky.
You can kiss your ass
Goodbye, goodbye.
Radiation, Mutation. Fire.
Hydrogen bombs, Atomic bombs.
(Tell 'em about it, Tyrone...) What you gonna do, Without your ass?
Melting...
People...
Buildings...
Burnt grass...
Farewell.
Goodbye, ass.”
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