The Sons of San [M i X] by Ulf
tracks by @theta_waves,@dubrovnik_uk,@thelonerist, @orde107 & @forwardmemory
Promo Mix for vrdig007
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In a not-so-distant future, where the surface of the Earth had become uninhabitable due to extreme weather, humanity found refuge in the vast network of basements and tunnels that crisscrossed the planet. Among these hidden enclaves, one venue stood out above all others for its peculiar charm and eclectic clientele: the hot and sultry Club Sounds Live Basement.
The CSL Basement was renowned across the multiverse for its truly unique cocktail and sandwich bar—a curious blend between Meals on Wheels and a dystopian Ritz. Here, amidst flickering neon lights and the pulsing rhythms of underground music, patrons could enjoy the strangest and most delightful concoctions ever crafted.
The spiritual soul of this vibrant scene was San, the one-legged tea lady. San had lost her leg in a disturbing hoverboard accident years ago but had since become an integral part of the CSL Basement's culture. She was a woman of indomitable spirit and infectious energy, always seen zipping around on her souped-up mobility scooter, a cup of her famous Earl Grey in one hand and a sandwich in the other.
San was no ordinary tea lady; she had a deep, almost mystical connection to the music and atmosphere of the club. She could often be found backstage, jamming with the bands, or on the dance floor, leading impromptu tea ceremonies that somehow perfectly matched the beat of the music. Her mobility scooter had been modified to include a built-in teapot, allowing her to brew and serve tea on the go, much to the delight of club patrons.
But there was another, more enigmatic element that made the CSL basement so special: Hypno.
This mysterious, psychoactive narcotic was revered for its ability to deepen connections to both music and emotion. Hypno users described their experiences as transcendent, feeling the music not just with their ears but with their very souls, their consciousness profoundly matrixing with melody and rhythm.
One particularly steamy Friday night, the CSL Basement was packed to the rafters. The air was thick with anticipation and the subtle, dreamy haze of Hypno, as the crowd awaited the headlining act: The Quantum Quiche Quintent, a collective famous for their otherworldly sound and bizarre stage antics. As the lights dimmed and the first notes of music began to fill the air, San made her grand entrance, her scooter gleaming in the neon glow.
"Alright, you lovely lot!" she called out, her voice carrying effortlessly over the music. "Who’s ready for some tea, tunes, and a touch of Hypno?"
The crowd erupted in cheers. San began her rounds, serving her legendary tea and sandwiches to the rhythm of the music, with a special batch infused with Hypno for those looking to elevate their experience. As she zipped through the crowd, she caught sight of a familiar face—"Wee Man" Dave, the club's quirky bartender, who was known for his madcap cocktail creations.
"Dave!" San shouted over the music, pulling up beside him. "What’s tonight’s special?"
Dave grinned and held up a martini glass containing a swirling, emerald iridescent liquid. "The Cosmic Earl Grey Martini," he announced. "A bit of your brew, a splash of stardust, juniper oil and a whole lot of magic—and just a hint of Hypno for that extra emotional punch!"
San took a sip and nodded appreciatively. "Perfect, as always," she said, clinking her teacup against his glass. "Now, let’s give these people a night to remember!"
by E-Wan Kenobi
credits
released July 1, 2024
