Finding Your Dorsal Fin (Take 2)

(After "Con The Bassmaster" [peptotrippin] remixed this song - [you should check out out right now its awesome]. I decided to have a second take on it. More of a remaster actually. Changed a little bit here and there. The ending is different. There's some small additive elements as well. Hope you like this version too. I think its got more 'UMPH' to it)

Cons remix:

o the sludge of everyday business life he rode the morning cab. His hand gripped tightly around his briefcase as the cabbie looked back to him. He reached his stop.

"12.50" the driver said.

"No, I don't think so today", the man said. and unbuckled his belt; undid his tie; ditched his case.

"Here, have this!"

Was shouted in a voice that didn't feel like his. He undid the buttons to his thickly starched shirt and an extension from his spine shot forth. In the dark glass of a nearby office building sprouted a most hideous protrusion. That's when he felt a tune take control of his body. Something long hidden was climbing forth, calling out to him. He broke into a light jog, then a full on sprint down the block. His shirt flew, his shoes went, his socks gone, his pants, no more. Every article of clothing fell from his form, as if a harsh breeze passed. He ran until his legs didn't feel like his anymore. He hopped the wall dividing the beach from the streets and across the sand he pushed on. Through a kids sand castle, in between two ladies sunbathing. He even managed to interrupt a friendly volleyball match till he reached the cool dark earth were the tide was waging war against the sand. He pushed on through the waters, letting out shouts of joy. The man dove deep into the cool dark waters and was never seen again. In the distance, beach-goers could spot a dolphin shooting up and down between the waves.