*Well the first thing I know is that I wake up to the radio / Tear all the old newspapers from the window / The light's so bright at first we hardly recognize each other / Will you look at all that water? // The next thing I know is I set the table for two / Like I always do / Two glasses of fresh pressed orange juice / I'm not really hungry / Neither are you // Newsflashes & weater reports / Terrible scenes at the airport / It's getting time to go I know / give me a minute / You smile your smile but your heart isn't in it // The last thing I know is you hold your walkman high above your head / & you're singing / & you're sinking / & I'm thinking about the last words you said // Newsclipping & suicide notes / Diary excerpts & footnotes / Me holding on to you & you holding on to me / As Holland slides into the sea.

"Casper Banges croons romantically amid an ocean of quasi-psychedelic squalor. But the curtain of noise can