Strange Tales

This is Curtis Strange. He is like many men in his Twenties. He is lazy, scruffy and most importantly unclean. But one thing distinguishes him from the other men his age and that is his inability to let go of the past. The past of musical technology, that is. Yes, Curtis can seen walking down the street where he lives in NYC with his trusty Sony Discman. Let's talk with this interesting and rather smelly individual...

Curtis, why have you refused to accept new technology such as the ipod or other such MP3 based products?

Hey man, I don't wanna hear ipod or MP3 again. To me, those are dirty words. People who embrace all this new computer stuff are ladies vaginas. They are complete cun-

Yes, yes, but you must realise that you look a little silly walking down the street holding a cd player.

Who are you? The fashion police? Without CD there would be NO MP3! Don't dis the CD man. CD has been like a half-brother to me. Don't you dis him.

Ah sorry, I meant no disrespect to you brother.

Half brother man! HALF!!!

Quite. Where were we, oh yes... Okay, well what about when you want to change album?

I just pop another CD in jerk.

Yes, but it's a lot of fiddling around when you can just change album at a touch of a button with an ipod-

(PRINCE IS GOING OUT ONTO THE STOOP TO PLAY HIS GUITAR... REPEAT- PRINCE IS GOING OUT ON THE STOOP TO PLAY HIS GUITAR...)

What was that over the klaxon?

Shit man, I gotta go inside!

But why?

Didn't you hear it man? Prince is going outside to play his guitar! I have to return to my home!

(PRINCE IS GOING OUT ONTO THE STOOP TO PLAY HIS GUITAR... REPEAT - PRINCE IS GOING OUT ON THE STOOP TO PLAY HIS GUITAR...)

But why?....