From the recording Light Music
"Meanwhile, back on the I.S.S. LightStorm…the merriment was everywhere. Interspecies small-talk filled the air, and the lively chit-chat was only helped along with the Soma, which flowed freely.
‘Crank up the Black Hole Boys, don’t let the music stop…’ And the band played on, and on and on – into the wee last moments of that First Grand Interstellar Hoedown, and then still further out to, and past, the infinite spaces between those moments…"