Johnny Kielbasa’s Intergalactic Mothership of 21st Century Pudding Funk grips a facefull of spacetime and shoots through the fabric of reality to an audacious audio nebula that stretches from the soupy coagulate of the early universe to the molten plasma of the far future and straight back again into your earslots to power your drive, cardio, pizza party, and everything in between. On the journey, we take a moment to remember those we’ve lost with poetry in motion: The Afterglow of Tragedy Here we sit In the afterglow Of tragedy Yet again Love Teeters As it should Upon life’s definite precipice Glorious in its paradox Taken for granted And ever-fleeting Loss Ominous in permanence An indefatigable enemy That we fight And absorb Nonetheless And we Among the embers Commingle Commiserate Coerce Conspire Coagulate Confide Co-exist Regardless Irregardless Irreverent Weaving a requiem Born Of mutual history Of mutual respect Of mutual admiration Of mutual dedication And individual joy And individual pain We may not feel That we have much In times like these Because in the wake Of a wake Of a fellow living being Who lives no more We are stripped Of our armor And our finery And we sit here Naked In our devastation And our glory Together Because we want to be Because we have to be For we are those that are left Living Laden with the love and memories Of a lost friend Together In the afterglow of tragedy Yet again Please enjoy this musical leviathan and share it with your friends. All of it was composed and performed by Johnny Kielbasa. There are hours of original free funk adventures on JohnnyKielbasa.com! Just go there, search “funk”, and get on down. Then go binge away on over 600 evergreen episodes of The Sausage Hut! Leave us a nice review while you’re at it! Follow Johnny on Twitter: @JohnnyKielbasa Check out our awesome videos on Instagram: johnnykielbasarocks