Our Deepest Apathy...
So I was looking at a sympathy card in the drug store whilst waiting for the clerk to gimme gimme gimme the Cymbalta my synapses so craved. "Our Deepest Sympathy..." seemed, I dunno, so facile in the face of whichever guilt or dissasociation the sender was trying to address to the sendee. Hence my rather sardonic attempt at ...sardon?
14 songs, 70 minutes, and lots and lots of words, included in the dandy packaging.
Songs about lust, politics, religion, paranoia, rejection, acceptance, all sorts of stuff that only a smart person like you would understand. I gave it my all, and with lots of help, I think it's a fine, fine work.
The new CD is available for public consumption through CDBaby, those ultra-efficient, caring folks, and if you want one NOW, please click the nice, shiny button below:
It's a great CD. You'll like it.