It came from the head.

Ms. X listens a song, and thinks that it’s terribly sad & desperate. Mr. Y listens the same song, and afterwards thinks that it’s going to be all right.

Colonel Hazel notices a song playing in the lobby of a government office building and makes a few discreet dance moves, while the same song annoys the heck out of Dr. Cashew in the airport lounge bar.

That’s pretty much the fun in music. We all hear stuff in our own way. Poison for one, cure for another.

I’d guess that todays song can be heard as a soundtrack for a sci-fi movie suspence scene. You know, weird sunglasses, ray guns, hacking and perhaps a hovercar chase.

Anyhow, while making it, I did have something else in mind.

My condolences to anyone who have MIGRAINE.