Musical fan-fiction of ST:TOS - a.k.a. the Outsider's love-life interpreted as a Star Trek plot.
floating 'cross the friendly skies, me myself searching for i and i and i
every mission another starstruck enterprise - indubitably.
Immune from all that's commonplace, i got wormholes in my inner space
an eccentric orbit intersecting the upper left edgeof the northern quadrant of the human race yeah
- looks like chaos!
inevitably colliding with wayward sons & bright and stormy class-M planets
strange attractors in dangerous quadrants, feels to me like subspace distortion,
the atmosphere is quite poisonous, Yeager would say i'm augerin' in.
looks like you bought the farm, girl, yet again.
beam me up Scotty, beam me up right now, i think you maybe left me on the wrong planet,
the natives don't grok me and Mr. Spock down here anyhow!
beam me up Scotty, take me to a kind and gentle place,
where they love you for the groovy thing inside your skull,
not the dots and lines upon your face.
out here in space not much really matters
grokking God and soaking up these blessed cosmic rays........
bridge to engineering! Scotty! " aye Captain..."
Scotty, we gotta get to the Vegas quadrant immediately!
"aye Captain, i don't think you can do that,
i just barely got her patched together from the last time
we did some crazy stuff like that, got the mains bridged, looks like a Christmas tree
the warp core's patched back together, i canna hold'er, Captain, she's breakin up!
you been dependin' on the dilithium of dangerous alien love"
there's one right now off the starboard bow,
got a Romulan cloaking device wrapped tightly round the heart
capable of an interstellar Vulcan mind-meld of epic hyper-intelligent proportions
an event horizon of this magnitude has not been encountered by Federation starship
"Captain what shall we do?" "Open a hailing frequency!" -
"oh Captain all the frequencies are jamming incontrollably!"
"...sensors indicate the presence an intense life form
with an emotional disruptor, a tractor beam, a photon torpedo!"
"Mr. Sulu - evasive maneuvers! Mr. Chekhov ...", "The wessel's outta control Captain, my shields are down!"
i lost another one - a direct hit!
what am i gonna tell the Federation, that's the ninth ship in a row
you think i'd find myself a friendly planet instead of letting my heart boldly go
beam me up Scotty, take me to a kind and gentle place
where everybody tells the truth and love don't make anyone afraid
love don't make anyone afraid
infinite diversity in infinite combinations don't make anyone afraid
Mr. Scott - one to beam down to the surface of the love planet - energize
from Much More Black,
released September 9, 2016
TR Kelley: Baritone guitar, vocals & sound effects
Randy Hamme: Drums, "B-beam"