listening to "holding back the year" by lou barlow

"When Elvis Presley, in the song "Jailhouse Rock", sang the lyrics "if you can't find a partner, grab a wooden chair", he freed a generation of young people to love furniture and, by extension, to love any inanimate object in a way that heretofore would have been strictly verboten"

je n'arrive pas à décider

branleur
onomatopée

ou

vraie génie postmoderne*




*j'ai l'impression que ces deux mots ne peuvent pas aller l'un sans l'autre