Демонстрирую пример своего музыкального флешмоба:
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Цвет. Знаете, есть такой сорт яблок - гренни. Они ярко-зеленого сочного цвета, иногда с легким розоватым румянцем.
Вкус. Яблочный (опять же) джем. Свежий. Домашнего приготовления. Не приторный, но и не кислый. С которым так приятно пить чай.
Аромат. Запах настоящего городского воздуха после дождя. С примесью асфальтовых испарений и выхлопных газов.
Возраст. Средних лет, за сорок, с первыми морщинками. Пол - мужской. Умудренный опытом, но не растерявший вкус к жизни.
Погода. Осенняя. С пронизывающим ветром, но солнечная и без единого облачка на небе.
Ландшафт. Как уже говорила - город, и только. Причем, большой мегаполис. Много серых зданий, машин, суеты. Для меня это такая "громкая песня".
Время суток. Ранее воскресное утро.

A letter come blowin' in on an ill wind
Somethin' 'bout me and you
Never seein' one another again
Yeah, well I knew it'd come
Still I was struck deaf and dumb
Like when we kissed
That taste of blood on your tongue

Don't worry darlin'
Now baby don't you fret
We're livin' in the future and
None of this has happened yet
Don't worry darlin'
Now baby don't you fret
We're livin' in the future and
None of this has happened yet

Woke up election day
Skies gunpowder and shades of grey
Beneath a dirty sun, I whistle my time away
Then just about sundown
You come walkin' through town
Your boot heels clickin'
Like the barrel of a pistol spinnin' round

Don't worry darlin'
Now baby don't you fret
We're livin' in the future and
None of this has happened yet
Don't worry darlin'
Now baby don't you fret
We're livin' in the future and
None of this has happened yet

The earth it gave away
The sea rose toward the sun
I opened up my heart to you
It got all damaged and undone
My ship Liberty sailed away on
A bloody red horizon
The groundskeeper opened the gates
And let the wild dogs run

[Instrumental]

I'm rollin' through town
A lost cowboy at sundown
Got my monkey on a leash
Got my ear tuned to the ground
My faith's been torn asunder
Tell me is that rollin' thunder
Or just the sinkin' sound
Of somethin' righteous goin' under

Don't worry darlin'
Now baby don't you fret
We're livin' in the future and
None of this has happened yet
Don't worry darlin'
Now baby don't you fret
We're livin' in the future and
None of this has happened yet
None of this has happened yet
None of this has happened yet
None of this has happened yet
None of this has happened yet