Must be the Apocalypse
There’s just no getting around it:
you’re a freak of nature. Which hit
came first: It’s Raining Again or
It’s Raining Men? Perhaps we’re
all staring too hard into the
volcano. Or reading too many
poems about maps. That could
be it. Any activity may produce
music (Keith Waldrop). Like
Joseph Gordon-Levitt on the
cover of Nylon, we all
ache for French girls.
And with those taut
red ears they each
hear us complain
about the noise the
paper makes, the
noisy blankets hidden
in closets. And like
peevish hair appearing
on pimpled faces our
clucks emerge from
behind each closed
door: music, what
honeyed music!
