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you think so? ok lets head for L A. where were—yeah, it was good times man, Major Flow Program, i called it. catchy, yeah! but i lost it, you know that type of—laminar, that’s it, touch it and pshhh all gone, anyway the point is i-i don’t care so much i lost it, it’s the tryna get it back i wish you coulda seen. want some posthumous recognition for the effort, you know? like just the amount of wrangling and it was grimy and like a fight, yeahyeah yeah, i mean it’s THAT i think makes you a fuckin’ hero But, it has to not work and that means no-one knows about it. everybody thinks they love the struggling artist but really what they love is brilliance, ideologues.. fuck, winners, still—you can take two hundred years but if you get there you get there and they love you, “ahead of his time”, they don’t like it if you’re just fucked up—even if that’s your brilliance, does that make sense? save a crashing airliner ‘cause the jackscrew fucked it, you’re a hero, and i mean i don’t disagree, but cause the crash, reallly botch it just that once across the threshold and you can push’n’roll thirty times to save it, no-one gives a shit unless you can. goes from valiant last-ditch airmanship to a clownshow—same thing, same rudder yaw whatever,pulloverhere,but it’s nothin’. that’s all i want, you know? just tell me it’s somethin’, and i’ll go. pfhh.. at least upside down we're flyin.