i wanna go to denver

so it's the new year - and with new year, should come change. but - to me, it seems like it's the same old story. the record's stuck - the needle fingering the same part of the record over and over again, like some fond memory. but - it's anything but.

there's a certain whimsy about records. they're pressed - like flowers, like pants, like wine. the patience - the care that goes into these products pays off. but now - we just burn a new cd. such a destructive word, burn. the flaming imagery is just representative of our ever quickening society. why do we have to move so fast? it just seems to be more and more destructive. i think we all just need a moment to sit down, take a breath and do nothing. who knows, it might just be good for what ails us.