i looked and looked, but i couldn’t figure what it was. it was perfect, absolutely, white, clear, defined. but i just couldn’t remember or free-associate what the hell it might be. cloud busting or song writing, either one. this one’s called “More Rope”. it’ll be on minstrel’s daughter, the new record, so… well, you’ll see.
the song today was horrible. real, complete, total. i hate those, for real. they are like singing with your internal organs for instruments. mary gauthier does that really well. have you heard some mercy? but also: those songs are god, evidently. what else could they be? i’m just not that smart. i’m not that good. i’m not that whole.