i write songs based on conversations.

darryl hall talked to his boogers.

robert pollard, i was told, claimed to be able to pen five songs while taking a dump with three of them will be good enough to publish.

the dumps I take are a big parta my day. pure partin satisfaction. better'n breakin' it off with some two-timin' biddy, 'cause them meals... (bend at the waist) they done served me ensnared and enslaved by my good guts they are. my good guts.