I'm not sure where this song takes its cue from, but I had a hunch its from my back pages of having worked with producer Ken Andrews (Failure) while I was in another band.

This songs' lyrics summarizes my own will to persevere and continue to write, record and perform music despite the very real possibility of it never being heard or garnering an audience. It also captures my frustrations with the state of a very diffused and technologically driven music scene. I suppose there is also a commentary on the apparent cynicism in new music today. We used to believe that music was powerful, magical and could change the world, whereas now ... I dunno. Some of the mystery and romaticism is gone the way of the 'full length' record and its record sleeve artwork in exchange for mp3's and things going viral for a minute and then being disposed of.