
[INTRO — DRY VOICE] Wait-wait-wait— What? [BEAT] Uh. [VERSE 1 — RAPID, PERCUSSIVE, CONTINUOUS] I got a click in the back of the brain when it crackle and kick and it tick when I pick at a piece of a thought, then I fiddle and flip it and fit it together, consider it better, then suddenly wonder exactly what happened to whatever the hell I was doing before I was caught in the middle of fixing the thing that I wasn’t supposed to be touching at all— [CHOP] “touching at all” touch-touch-touching at— [CONTINUE IMMEDIATELY] Look, I can pack up a packet of practical panic and stack it in back of a cabinet, label it adequately, rapidly forget that I had it, then casually happen to open the cabinet, catch it, react to it, slam it back shut like the bastard was somebody else’s problem— Uh. Technically. [FASTER] Pick a position, petition permission, permission is pending, I’m bending the definition, depending on whether the weather inside of my head has decided the present condition is permanent, temporary, terribly necessary, barely preliminary— [GLITCH] preliminary— liminary— mary— mary— [LOW PITCH] …Mary? [BEAT] Who the hell is Mary? [GUITAR — SHORT POLYMETRIC BURST] [VERSE 2 — IMMEDIATE RAP] Never mind, give me a minute, I’m in it, I’m spinning a sentence and splitting the middle, then stitching another one into the syllable, little by little, the rhythm gets brittle, I wiggle around it, I bounce off the boundary, counting it differently every time somebody thinks that they figured it out— [ACCELERATE] One-and-a-two-and-a-three-and-a-four but the four isn’t four anymore when the floor gets pulled and the pulse gets pushed and the guitar puts seven little dents in the door— [VOICE/GUITAR INTERLOCK] Ticka-ticka / TAK digga-digga / DANG pick-a-pocket / POP put-it-back / BANG Ticka-ticka-ticka / TAK digga-digga-digga / DANG [DRY] Don’t do that. [CHOPPED SAMPLE] do that— do-do that— don’t-do-don’t-do-that— [VERSE 3 — VERY FAST] I’m a little bit overly focused on focusing, noticing noticing, opening everything, closing it, opening, closing it, hoping the motion is somehow equivalent to making a measurable bit of progress, although if we’re measuring honestly, probably not, but I’m already committed, submitted, admitted, acquitted, and currently building a spreadsheet about it— [PAUSE] That’s useful. [LOW VOICE] No it isn’t. [IMMEDIATE RAP] Doesn’t matter, data scattered, gather data, add a category, category needs a subcategory, subcategorically speaking I categorically cannot remember what category any of this actually belongs in— [HIGH-PITCH SAMPLE] “category” category-category-cat-cat-cat— [GUITAR HARMONIC] [FAST] Back to the rhythm, the rhythm is giving me something to fiddle with, give it a little bit, hit it and split it, I’m slipping a syllable under the kick and another one over the snare and another between ‘em, I’m feeding the beat every piece of a sentence until you can’t tell if the percussion is me or the percussion is percussion— [CHOP] “percussion is me” cussion-is-me is-me me-me-me— [VERSE 4 — MAXIMUM DENSITY] Better believe I’m developing several separate methods of making a relatively simple event into an endlessly nested collection of questions concerning the proper procedure for properly processing problems that probably wouldn’t be problems if I’d quit processing problems and physically do what I originally walked in the room with the purpose of doing— [STOP] Why am I in here? [LONG SILENCE] [OFF-MIC] Kevin? [BEAT RETURNS] [EXTREME RAP — RHYTHMIC] Back-back-back in it, click-clack cabinet, packet of panic, I packed it, I had it, I lost it, I found it, I tossed it, retrieved it, believed it, deleted, repeated, completed, then needed to redo the completed completion— [ACCELERATE] Edit the edit, then edit the edit of the edit, forget it, regret it, reset it, re-edit, embed it, unthread it, re-thread it, and get it exactly identical to how the damn thing was twenty-seven edits ago— [BEAT CUT] Perfect. [CHOP] perfect— per-per-perfect— fect-fect-fect— [GUITAR THUMPING ENTERS] [FINAL SECTION — VOICE AND GUITAR BECOME ONE RHYTHM] Pick-it / pack-it / pick-it-apart Tick-it / tap-it / back-to-the-start Dig-in / drag-it / double-it-up Cut-it / clip-it / stick-in-the-cut Pick-it-pack-it-pick-it-apart Tick-it-tap-it-back-to-the-start Digga-digga-digga-double-it-up Cutta-cutta-cutta— [GLITCH] Uh. [EXTREME FINAL BURST] Put a little bit of rhythm in the middle of a riddle with a little bit of gibberish deliberately hidden in a sentence that’ll swivel when the syllables are hitting and the picking of the guitar and the kicking of the rhythm and the clicking of the consonants are sitting in a pocket till the vocal isn’t sitting on the beat— [EVERYTHING CUTS] it is the beat. [DELAY] the beat… the beat… beat… beat…

