Disc Jockey

An alarm clock wakes a man who washes his face has breakfast drives his car to work spins records returns home and takes his pills Its a world of circles often seen from above an espresso cup a stairwell the pills and the records spinning At the dance where the music plays the rhythms evoke images of a butcher slicing head cheese gears driving other wheels and levers a combine churning out bales of hay a butcher cutting chunks of meat for a stew and boxers punching The circle of music and life