The Grid. A digital frontier. I tried to picture clusters of information as they moved through the computer. What did they look like? Ships? Motorcycles? Were the circuits like freeways? I kept dreaming of a world I thought I'd never see.
(Bad recorder version of the Tron theme)
That soundtrack is one of my favorite musical works of all time, I've never heard anything else quite like it.
I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Corn chips crumbling off the shoulder of the numeric keypad. I watched Pornhub beams glitter in the dark near the fingerprint reader. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain. Time to die.
Tron. Ladybug Tron. Ladytron?
“The Grass… an aphid frontier…”
Cool band name.
Well, it is.
It'll turn cyberpsycho before you know it!
How do you know? Maybe iessa doe
