January 8 - Ice Cream, Cobra Man

After two days of experimentation we return to something more foundational and closer to John's poetic and folk-inflected roots. The music here is a lyric transmission system and the recording is delightfully rough, ending with an "umm..." and a rush of wind on a cheap built in microphone. This is a bold song, with an identified "I" trying to set out his stall for who he is. It's possible to see his pain, but it's in forward motion. There's a confidence here and a desire to create. This is a short song, and I have short notes to go with it. It's my third of these of the day, leaving me dangerously close to caught up. Don't worry, I'll fall behind.