It may very well be that anxiety is the most oppressive force in my life. It reveals so much of my deepest parts.

'what if ...'
'you won't be able to handle it'
'let's stay safe, keep things like they are'

And then depression steps in to do its part.

'nothing will ever change anyway'


Talk about old familiar songs, this LP has a rut a mile deep it's been played so many times. But somehow it never grows old.

Too bad.

Maybe some of us need to have a record burning party - after all this is truly the devil's music.