That is a statement. I live in a town of happy self aggrandizing kind of nearly nothing nothingness. Its a hipster thing. We are well acquainted with the upper surface of our shoes.
This is the secret….there is nothing important about what we’re doing as long as we are so into what we are doing. No where for it to go. In a sense, we suck. In essence, we suck. Whichever world you’re up for. Thank God for friends that help us with this huh? Hack.
I appreciate the work of a man who has to clean a toilet, every day. Do you ever have the sense in a public restroom that you should leave it better than you found it?
The Tree Of Significance.
I’m happy to be brought in by my old pal (he’s still kind of a young punk) Ferrill Gibbs to ride on the train of this record. He is a story teller. He also knows how to clean a toilet. And that is real.
We’re almost done. And its good.