"Are you stoned?" I asked.
He stood his head, then nodded once, very slowly. "Listening," he said.
"I don't know. Not sounds . . . exactly. Like music. The heart, all the blood vessels, friction of blood along the arteries, veins.
Activity. Music in the blood."
"Blood Music" is a tale warning about the dangers of genetic engineering that echoes the cautionary themes of Mary Shelley's Frankenstein: or The Modern Prometheus (1818; see separate entry, Vol...