I don’t even know what town we’re in. I don’t care what’s for lunch. I don’t care why I made a record. I don’t even know what planet I’m on. Whatever Fachtna thinks is a good idea is a good idea. What he loves, I love. What he hates, I try to hate. All I want to do is keep impressing him. I say whatever I imagine will impress him. I become whatever I imagine will impress him. Sometimes I think I’m more like him than me.
