For some reason my friends were not enthusiastic about helping me write this song. I can’t imagine why. It has a catchy tune, which you cannot tell from lyrics alone, but it does. The music video would be super. I see myself wearing a newspaper hat. Maybe involve puppetry. Probably can’t use any photos of Peter O’Toole. I would want to avoid lawsuits. Remember that music video, “Land of Confusion” or whatever by Phil I Am An Asshat Collins? And the Reagan puppet, do you remember how fucking creepy that Reagan puppet was? And when he was all sweaty? Goddamn that video gave me nightmares.

But that’s not important right now.

My friends Laura, Abe, and I decided it was high time for us to form a band. Then Laura and I realized that that meant we had to write a song. Abe helped us by providing chords. Laura came up with a melody. I came up with the lyrics. Laura did too, and Abe did to a far far lesser extent, but shhh. I want to call our band “French People”; no one really supports that one. Then I said, “What About The Jagging Micks?” and that was greeted with more silence. Abe wanted us to be like She & Him. We sound more like 2 girls in a room singing while someone plays guitar. You can download it here: The Man For Me — Abe, Almie, and Laura but don’t expect it to change your life.