You nailed it! I was on Facebook and someone was complaining about living in Michigan. In fact, many of the lyrics are taken directly from their post. “Ill drunk diabetics,” and “no poetry here.” It was just begging to be a song.
But yes, there is poetry everywhere if we are willing to see it. If you move somewhere else to find it, you’ll be disappointed. I’m as guilty of this as anyone. And though my car runs, I rarely use it these days.
Thank you for this analysis. It makes me very happy that this was listened to. I am
looking to collaborate with a friend on some songs. His feedback was:
I love the lyrics of new one but don’t think the music is sad enough yet. There’s 2 songs on tusk, Lindsey bucking ham tunes. Save me a place and walk a thin line— they have a wonderful plodding dream like dirge pace. I can hear your latest slowed down in tempo, still give it a groove but more space to let notes extend and decay