Well, they tried hard to scare us with some threat of some virus that had killed scores before we were born to bear witness. And I said, “Hey, man, that’s fine, but it’s not where I’m living. I’ve been safely residing here, inside of this synonym. It’s a similar meaning, but a whole different question that I’ve been asking and asking and asking and asking,” And your life got much harder when your dreams were bombarded by those pictures of people flaunting fame that they’d garnered. And you said, “Hey, man, I’m nice and I’m cute and I’m diligent. But some people I meet greet my smile with ambivalence. It’s my right to be liked in almost every instance…well now is it or isn’t it or is it or isn’t it?” And a fella might make a mistake in not knowing, or by flying full-force in the face of his feelings, or by taking the side of his bird-bruising window, or by wasting the time of a group of his friends. So I’ll keep trying to define it till I get some sense of all these fears of the intimate that appear in the pit of it.
from Drawn Onward,
released September 1, 2011
Jordan O'Jordan: vocals.
Recorded and mixed by Bob Schwenkler.
Mastered by Mel Dettmer.