MacGuffins suddenly everywhere
Sprouting from the trees
A rush, a scramble, a frenzy
Hope they still hold currency
If I mount my high horse
Then they’d surely be in reach
Cull ‘em by the bushel
Come stock up, don't be shy
I will net a prize haul
I hear no apprisal
I fear no reprisal
This will be my true arrival
As foretold by oracle and seer
As foreseen in the sybilline 8-ball
As foreknown by the tarot palmist
Who ouija-boarded all this
As the soothsayer soothsaid, foresooth,
In truth it surely will be truth
Hubris, shmoobris
I’ll drive the sun, I’ll drive the sea
I’ll stream it on Steam from my couch for free
Go me
The enigmatic Frank Ene's solo record lives in a magical world where Serge Gainsbourg fronts Yellow Magic Orchestra. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 17, 2022