Cole - Second Show

[KABQ] Cole's intro begins with a sound bite of Bugs Bunny announcing, 'Hmm.. this dont look like Los Angalese to me.. I knew I shoulda takin' that Left turn at Albuquerque', followed by random clips over Lynard Skynard's 'Gimme three steps'. "It's midnight on the middle side and that can only be a good thing. The kids are asleep, the beer is chilled, and we're all half drunk with giddy delight. This is the Hard Drive and I'm Cole Young." A pause as the music finally ends, "So here we are, all primed and powdered with buckets full of bull crap to keep us going for the next hour.' Another momentary pause, "So I got to thinking about this whole 'end of the world' business and I desided that December twentieth, twenty twelve is going to be a good day to go shopping. Everything will be on a going out of existance sale. You'll only enjoy it for a day though, so ride it hard or leave it on the shelf for what's left of the consumers in the population. heh, I bet most of it will wind up right back on ebay that night and STILL go for double retail.. I don't know weither it's funny because it's true or if it's just damn sad. But if nothing else, I hope the next day means the zombie apocolypse.. I've been preparing for this day for years. Anyways, here's a song.." Jonathan Coultan, 'Eat your brains' begins to play in.

[KABQ] Cole's husky, youthful, voice comes back as the commericials end, "I like to picture Jesus wearing a tuxido t-shirt. So, it's after midnight and we're talking about the end of the world. We had some technical difficulties last night with the phone system, or so my technician is telling me so I don't sound like nobody called, but it's a new night and I'm all for trying again. Give me a call at three three five, five four six nine and tell me what you plan to do with your last day before the Mayan's bring down the fire death upon us. Don't worry, we've still got four years, plan the party big. Let's go to the phones."

[KABQ] Cole, after a click, says, "Caller you're on the air. So, tell us, what do you plan to do with your last day on earth?" The tenatively named 'caller' sounds like an older man with a deep throaty voice, "Well, I'm not real sure..." Cole laughs lightly, "Then why the hell did you call in?" Click, "Next caller, you're on the air. Tell us what you plan to do before you meet the maker." The female caller jumps right in there, "I'd like to leave something behind for whatever comes after us to find and study.. like tablets or something. I mean, not tablets, but.. LIKE them. Tells our story?" His husky voice follows, "Hey, I can dig that, not a bad idea. Toss a rolling rocks in there so the next species can wrap their head around a good beer.." Irritation filters into the woman's voice, "No, I'm being serious. Like, stories of our government and how we became a civilization.." Cole replies quickly, "Oh, I'm being serious too. If there's not a good beer in the future, who the hell would want to live there?"

[KABQ] Cole is speaking with a female caller who has clearly begun to get aggitated, "I thought you were going to be serious when I called in.. If you're just going to make jokes, then.." Cole cuts her off with a quiet, "hoooold on, I 'am' being serious. Tomato/tomahto, here. You find history important and I think beer is. We're all intitled to decide what we tell the future generation, right? I mean think about it lady, if we put all of our worst ideas into a sealed box, bury it under ground, and let a whole new species of.. whatever.. come across documents detailing how we went about screwing ourselves up, they're not going to respect us. And if we DONT tell them, then they're not going to know who we are anyways.. so I say, toss a beer in the box, bury it, and worst case scenario, you can dig it up later and half a laugh AND a drink." There's silence from the mic connected to the phone system, "Hello? Heh.. well, guess we lost her. Three five five, three four six nine. Last day on earth, what do -you- want to do with it?" The opening harmonic guitar cordes of 'Teen Spirits' begins to play, "Reach out and touch Nirvana, this is the Hard Drive."

[KABQ] Cole returns after what will no doubt be discribed as a 'lengthy' commericial break, but is in acutally just dead air, "wooo, alright, I got it.. okay okay, WE got it. Don't split hairs. Anyways, we're back.. I think we're back? Sorry about that kids, we had a bit of technical difficulty down at the station. I think it might be some divine intervention for saying beer would make a good addition to a time capsule... but listen, he made hops, so he had to assume we'd figure out a way to get drunk off it, right? Is that sacreligious? Anyways, my hours up.. been up. I know the show was cut short tonight, but I'll make it up to you I promise. Until then, met us at Aftermath for drinks huh? First rounds on me. Be good or be good at it, and bite them if they don't like it rough. I'm Cole Young and this is Hard Drive." The outro places, a digitized version of Satisfaction.