There are some things in life you just aren't supposed to get.
[Weasel's low-spoken words are accompanied by a brush of his fingers against the strings of his bass guitar. It's not plugged in, so the effect isn't all that amazing, but the light twang it provides still purposefully clashes with the other music he's hearing.]
Sometimes music crashes into many minds at once in a wave of unconscious thought. It's a culmination of the divine vision granted those who have become fully in tune with their inner muse.
[Or this is a load of bullshit he's whipped up to make himself feel better about the situation.]
B3
[Weasel's low-spoken words are accompanied by a brush of his fingers against the strings of his bass guitar. It's not plugged in, so the effect isn't all that amazing, but the light twang it provides still purposefully clashes with the other music he's hearing.]
Sometimes music crashes into many minds at once in a wave of unconscious thought. It's a culmination of the divine vision granted those who have become fully in tune with their inner muse.
[Or this is a load of bullshit he's whipped up to make himself feel better about the situation.]