From 1975 to 2005. From "Happy Day" to "I don't...", with the desire for something to happen.
Dreams and so many of those forests with the trunks of people who are set on fire by the desire for change through thoughts of evil but actions of good, happiness is a cancer, collaboration is difficult, fame is ridiculous and it is a curse to be visited when it doesn't concern you, because in the meantime the precious routine has become the great extinguisher that erases the noise from the plunder of time, this human invention, time, which has the audacity to oppress by leaping from the triumph of its relativity.

And what a catastrophe when finally the illusions of the image that others have of you, you have of yourself, others have of themselves, you have of others... slip away from you. What was I saying? I can't continue.

"I never said I was deep, but I am extremely shallow," sings Jarvis Cocker.