Scene: A garage with two teens and guitars.
|Teen #1||No. I want it to go, “Bah, dah, dah, dah, bah, screeeeech, wing, zing…”|
|Teen #2||How about, “Bah, dah, dah, dah, bah, screeeeech, screech, wing, zing…”|
|Teen #1||Hey, let's compromise: “Bah, dah, dah, screeech, zip, pop, screeech?”|
|Teen #2||Oh; I don't know anymore.|
|Teen #1||What's the problem?|
|Teen #2||I just get tired of trying to say something with noise.|
|Teen #1||Hey. We agreed. Mrs. Fishback taught us in English class that the true artist challenges contemporary society. We need to expose its fallacies through the very force of our artistic fervor. Our endeavor must course through the foundations of society like an earthquake that gets ...|