this day and another this day and another another day and another we live in the margins of 45''s realities except as we impinge on the multiple realities we do not exist we do not exist we do not exist unless we resist his hands a tiny decapod as it strangles life out of death makes ugliness from mundane beauty only the jangle drone of jandek could be the appropriate soundtrack to the age of 45.

this day and another

this day and another another day and another

we live in the margins of 45''s realities except as we impinge on the multiple realities

we do not exist we do not exist we do not exist unless we resist his hands a tiny decapod as it strangles life out of death makes ugliness from mundane beauty

only the jangle drone of jandek could be the appropriate soundtrack to the age of 45.