q: mike, who are you?
a: i am a guy who works in an office. this is a new thing.
q: do you have a bad heat rash?
a: terrible heat rash.
q: "the alphonse mambo"?
a: when things are sweet and easy, i get obsessed with darnielle's songs about being fucked-up and down and out. when things feel crushing and difficult and transitional, i need the spirit-lifters.
q: is this really spirit-lifting?
a: not a question, but that's okay. you know, it's like, i could be playing "the alphonse mambo" in my office, grooving out to the melodica, popping benadryl, or i could just get the hell out with some minor savings, one lonely ked, six yellow socks, and a bundle of nervous excitement. he does that. i couldn't care about the future not one salt lick.