Sorting Through Various Artistic Experiances
sounds different from the previous Short Hand CD, Good Enough.
In many cases this difference is seen as a positive, as I understand it.
It is also seen as a negative.
I am never sure of anything that I understand.
I understand that things change, that people don't make sense,
that what appears to be a bird can sometimes simply be a refrigerator.
Even the most basic forms of mistaken identity are interesting.
For instance, I was crawling through a furnace,
and there, in the inside of my ear,
I heard a siren wail and an ambulance coming.
So, I don't have any excuses. Still, what I see
in front of me is a super goofy car wreck.