A Metaphor phor Bubble Bloggers

If bubble bloggers were musicians, then the album Big Science by Laurie Anderson (a brilliant album, IMO) would have to be our album. I mean, most of the lyrics can be heard as metaphors for aspects of the housing bubble even though the album was published 24 years ago (either that or I am now officially obsessed).

Here are the lyrics from the first song on the album, From The Air (here is a tidbit):

Good evening. This is your Captain. We are about to attempt a crash landing. Please extinguish all cigarettes. Place your tray tables in their upright, locked position.

Your Captain says: Put your head on your knees.

Your Captain says: Put your head in your hands.

Captain says: Put your hands on your head. Put your hands on your hips. Heh heh.

This is your Captain-and we are going down. We are all going down, together.

And I said: Uh oh. This is gonna be some day.

Standby.

This is the time. And this is the record of the time.
This is the time. And this is the record of the time.

Uh-this is your Captain again. You know, I've got a funny feeling I've seen this all before.

Why?

Cause I'm a caveman.

Why?

Cause I've got eyes in the back of my head.

Why?

It's the heat.

Standby.

This is the time. And this is the record of the time.
This is the time. And this is the record of the time.

Put your hands over your eyes.

Jump out of the plane. There is no pilot.

You are not alone.

Standby.

This is the time. And this is the record of the time.
This is the time. And this is the record of the time.

Now back to our regularly scheduled program.