The text on this track comes off a B-side from one of [Putnam Aldrich's](http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Putnam_Aldrich) (my great-grandfather) records. He was a harpsichordist, a professor at Stanford, a chain smoker, and apparently had a sense…

good lord. i was addicted to crosswords, and therefore became uncontrollably competitive and paranoid. [by the way, if anyone could help me master my songs, please give a shout! i can't seem to get them any louder...]

After an adventure in re-recording the entire song down a third, we came back to the original, tightened and tuned. Always the self flagellating perfectionist, it still needs a bit more love. Always the pragmatist, it is probably done for now.

This one is dedicated to my dear friend John. Thanks for changing my life for the better.... Also a big thanks to our own Greg Connor who helped me get the chords for my own uke accompaniment, and who kindly played the beautiful guitars…