For the sake of the metaphor, several things I’ll ignore, for the time being: (for instance) to look, observe and listen to another person, while ignoring the act of seeing. There’s no conspiracy here, that would suggest that anybody knows what the hell they’re doing. I’ve salted all the earth here, we’ve all got those friends who fuck shit up, then take off on the booing. But other people aren’t a hivemind, and being decent takes a lifetime. And therein lies the problem, assuming that the world is anything like the things you choose to focus on. With the tendency to lash out, a history of excuses, justifications to get along. And that’s when it’s not fighting, for no real reason, just something to do. So, when I say that I suck, I don’t fish for compliments, I just owe you that acknowledgement. But oh well! I’ll get on pills and get out of hell, then wonder how it took so long! And I’ll take everyone’s advice, refurnish, make the insides nice, so at least then I can cease to be a hypocrite, and wallow in my own bullshit. Baby, you deserve the day off. You deserve to sleep til six PM, nobody can stop you.
The enigmatic Frank Ene's solo record lives in a magical world where Serge Gainsbourg fronts Yellow Magic Orchestra. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 17, 2022