In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Wednesday, November 13, 2013
Good company
Listen, not to complain, but…
You're going to complain. Go ahead, farmboy.
Fuckin' asshole. Whaddya mean "You're going to complain?"
That's the kind of thing people say before they're about to do something. You know, "Not to criticize, but," or "I'm not racist, but." Or the famous "No offense, but."
Oh, I see. Yeah, people do that shit. And now I'm one of those people.
We're all those people, farmboy.
Even you, man?
Even me.
Well…I guess I'm in good company…
What do you want to complain about?
Never fuckin' mind, man.
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