Angry Lemon

Mental disabilities are fun right? Obsessive Compulsive Disorder? Anxiety Disorder? Severe Depression? A shrink put me on some pills once. I think he was trying to help me feel okay, but all that did was make me feel kind of totally horrible--like a robot brain on fire with bees in it. So now I just sing songs about dying and the futility of survival and how much everybody in the whole world is a big, stupid jerk--all for you and your fun, fun friends. It doesn't make me feel that much better in and of itself, but sometimes I kind of bum other people out. So it all kind of balances, you know? Joining me on this leg of the cruise over the dark, stinky abyss is James B., whose sweet country licks and tangy vocal harmonies bring out the true delicious, zesty flavor of my sad, angry, lonely, edible music.