A little ditty about ya know, life….life as we know it. 😉
What happens when lab monkeys break out of their cages and attack the orchestra hired to play the corporate function. Trust me, these monkeys sound better than the orchestra.
Composed one night in late August at the pinnacle of a two day long descent from a really really bad spell of depression. Prompting me to consider head med’s again.
One Summer I did a series of drawings on serial killers, I became obsessed with reading their histories. It got really dark and wasn’t the best idea. I can be very empathetic finding my head imagining the last moments of victims. Shit still haunts me.
The most horrifying thing I ever read about Charles Ng was this “You can cry and stuff, like the rest of them, but it won’t do any good. We are pretty … cold-hearted, so to speak.” while videotaping a victim. This tune is a reflection of that scenario.
okay this is the last bit of weirdness for awhile…I was in a creepy mood