Winter at the door, brandy in my pocket.
this is the kind of music i want to do--it's so accessible--so part of life noise. The video is mundane and sad, like, this is the shit we made--who cares? At least about whatever the hell this dude is making.Again, gracias por un introducion.
"this is the shit we made--who cares?"Exactly --I was trying to find words to sum up the feeling of the song. I was fumbling around with words like "meaningless of human endeavor" and "emptiness" and finally left it out because I couldn't find the right way to say it. But the way you put it expresses it perfectly.