Theo Von is probably a wasted genius.

Underneath the bridge, tarp has sprung a leak And the animals I've trapped have all become my pets And I'm livin' off of grass and the drippings from the ceilin' It's okay to eat fish 'cause they don't have any feelings

And in the naked light, I saw Ten thousand people, maybe more People talking without speaking People hearing without listening People writing songs that voices never shared And no one dared Disturb the sound of silence View quoted note →

Wake up

The more I think about the music of the late 80s and 90s—particularly the grunge movement—the more I realized it was the canary in the coal mine for today.

My yield is completely out of control.