so pleased to meet me now please, just go away no introductions needed, i've got nothing left to say so many stories that i really don't need to know this conversation's over, and i really wish you'd go oh please, go away, save yourself i…

so pleased to meet me now please, just go away no introductions needed, i've got nothing left to say so many stories that i really don't need to know this conversation's over, and i really wish you'd go oh please, go away, save yourself i…

Derivative folky song (don't tell Paul I said that). He writes a lot about the inadequacy of words. But, if he thinks words are so damned inadequate, why does he keep writing them?

You really want to get there, but you just can't find it, but the ride is entertaining. I'm rewriting the lyrics. It's not quite oblique enough, or so I'm told.

I read Carla Zilbersmith's blog, carlamuses.blogspot.com, which inspired the song. She's rather inspiring herself.

It's based on a drawing a little girl drew (see also album cover).

This fulfills a stupid promise I made years ago to write a song that was part Dave Frishberg, part Richard Thompson.

A totally sheltered and unable to cope middle-class white kid screws up really badly and is on the run. I don't think he'll make it. Do you?

from the RPM 2009 album, "Spilt Hony" This was an experiment to write a song using one sentence. I ended up with 3 small ones.