Gina and the Whale

Now the word of the Lord of Rock came unto Gina, saying, “Arise, go to Vancouver, that great city, and cry against it; for their wicked lack of Rock is come up before me.” And Gina did arise, and she did go to Vancouver, but it was not as simple as that. Gina did pack her guitar and board the ferry, and the ferry did embark on the short journey to the mainland, but a Great Fog did also arise, and the instruments failed, and the Captain did become lost. The ferry ran aground and Gina, and her guitar, were thrown into the sea. Now the Lord of Rock had prepared a great Whale to swallow up Gina, and Gina was in the belly of the Whale three days and three nights. They spoke of many things, Gina and the Whale, but mostly, they spoke of Rock. The Whale did play bass, and the two did jam day and night. Gina learned many things from the Whale, about rythm, and those cool fish shaped noise making things. You know the things. You play their ribs with a stick. The Lord of Rock did hear their sessions and knew that Gina was ready, and the Lord of Rock spake unto the Whale, and it vomited out Gina upon the dry land. Gina arose and did clean herself up, and she did smell very good, because everybody knows that perfume is made from whale vomit. She did hail a cab, and a cab did come, and it was driven by a Rasta. Now Vancouver was an exceeding great city of three days journey, and in that time Gina and the Rasta spoke of many things, but mostly, they spoke of Reggae. The Rasta did sing, and the two did jam. Gina learned many things from the Rasta, about melody, and herb. You know the stuff. You smoke it. And the cab did arrive at Gina’s stop, and she did get out, and the cab did drive away in a cloud of smoke and Bob Marley, leaving Gina on the street with her guitar, and she cried, and said, “Yet forty days, and Vancouver shall be overthrown by my Rock” and let her guitar and her voice sing out across the city. So the people of Vancouver believed Gina, and proclaimed a festival that she did headline. Word came unto the Mayor of Vancouver, and he arose from his desk, and he caused it to be proclaimed and published through Vancouver by the decree of the Mayor and his Council, saying, “Let no Man, Woman, or child, listen to inferior Rock again.” And the people did rejoice, and they did arise and attend the festival, and Gina did Rock. And the Lord of Rock had prepared great Record Producers, and they did fawn over Gina, and she did sign with a nice little Independent Label. And the Independent Label did produce her music, and the people of the World did hear it and rejoice, and they danced in the streets, for it really did Rock. And the Lord of Rock smiled upon Gina, and they did jam, because the Lord of Rock is a sweet drummer.

-Excerpt from The Gospel of Gina - to learn more, go to myspace.com/thoughtcrimeriot


Obviously I paraphrased, or is it plagiarized? Either way I shall not repent.