“Tangerines in a bowl of glass…”

That was a line from a song I made – but never completed or recorded – some years ago. It was meant to be acoustic guitar-strumming kinda folk-pop-piece, with vocals and all. But like I said, I was not meant to be, because I decided so.

So, Tangerine here is the remnants of that song… That sounded awful… Umm, let me rephrase:

So, TANGERINE here is a recontextualized version of that song.

Well whadda we got here, a regular Longfellow with posh words & fancy talks?

Precisely.