The repeating part of this song came from a dream this morning, where 2 girls came to me, alarmed about some music they were listening to. It was instrumental, but there were overtones or something that made it sound like there was a human voice singing. It sounded like my voice, but turned around backwards. And it was singing "I don't know what happened to me." It was eerie, so I made a song about it.

This is a song about why Gloomy Gus likes to drink whiskey.

Y'know how, in late summer, the sunlight is all goldy-orange later in the day? That's always been a depressing shade of sunlight for me. It reminds me of being bored as a kid, at my brother's soccer practice at the end of summer, knowing my days of freedom were numbered because school would be starting soon.

Gloomy Gus went over into some country music sensibilities. Oldy, oldy, moldy, old time country music. But with other sensibilities, too. 

This song came out of the blue, and I realized it could mean two things: "I miss midnight" sounds identical to "I'm Miss Midnight." It's a little double entendre magic fun.

I'm doing my birthday song a day early cuz I might be out and about tomorrow, and stuff. Here it is. Old. Old, old, old. It's kind of a crappy song.

This is song 9 in the Gloomy Gus series, a song about what it's like to grow up to be a pencil-pusher, instead of doing God's work, as he had originally intended way back in the day.

Gloomy Gus continues to ponder the music he heard coming to him last night, as it fades from his memory and he gets ready for work.

It's morning, and the memory of the music that came to Gloomy Gus in the night is fading fast. What was it, now? What was it that woke him up in the middle of the night. Crikey! His short term memory ain't what it used to be.

When people say, "Thank God this year is over - it's ring in the new year," I feel like they're tempting fate...like, remember when people were all, "Thank God 2019 is over - yay, 2020"? Then there was Covid. Let's not tempt fate this time around.