It’s one of those days where, upon waking up, my brain only thinks in snippets of music I’ve loved for years: Super Furry Animals’ Hermann Lvs Pauline (“I lead my life in a quest for information”) and Who Loves The Sun? by the Velvet Underground (“Who loves the sun/Who cares that it is shining?/Who cares what it does?”), especially. There aren’t any hidden messages from my subconsciousness to be found in these choices as much as an odd recognition of those particular bits of music, more than the lyrics, and how sticky they are.
I hope no-one expects me to make sense today, because I strongly suspect that’s going to be a problem.