Cons all over the prison stop whatever they're doing, freezing in mid-step to listen, gazing up at the speakers.
The stamping machines in the plate shop are shut down...
The laundry line goes silent, grinding to a halt...
The wood shop machines are turned off, buzzing to a stop...
The motor pool...the kitchen...the loading dock...the exercise thru yard...the numbing routine of prison life itself...all grinds to a stuttering halt. Nobody moves, nobody speaks. Everybody just stands in place, listening to the MUSIC, hypnotized.