"Sitting above the mahogany landscape, laden with ashtrays, nuts, chips, and the ever-glowing liquid of scotch against the fluorescent light, trembling, swinging above. Like a monotonous, routine sway of back and forth. There I sat, Max Payne, against the backdrop of lesser men, in a watering den of haggard manners, like a brutalistic horror of emotion.

In this den, all of us sat, together, against the backdrop of lost love, to-be-love, and forever more, love that was to be experienced. Bronies, trolls, like-for-likes, men and women who shared one distant like; funnyjunk. Together, we as one made this place, and forever more, we'd make it our home, because in the seedy world of the funnyjunk bar, we were all lost brothers. As the fans swayed ahead with the lights, a beautiful, visual cacophony of light and squeaking rust, I sat and stared, and in those brief seconds of lucid immortality; I realized, whatever we all felt, how sad, how lonely, how upset. I was here, and they were here. In those moments, we were Funnyjunk, united by the trumpet, by the piano, by the love of music, by the want of community, and forever, we'd be together, in the mahogany den, between the ashtrays and chips, between the want and need; forever more.

Here we were." -Maxpaynenarration

miles davis?

pls go back to tumblr

I have heard of him, I'm not replying to >>#13, I'm he one who suggested that the music is by Davis himself. If I never heard of him, how would I know?

>>#12, right here. He was unsure however, so he used a question mark to end the sentence. As for me, I just didn't know. Such is life, you learn something new every day.

No problem, friend.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=gH476CxJxfg

I don't know.