If I had only the chorus to go on, I'd assume it's a wry commentary on how one can become [in]famous by committing some horrible act like attacking Monica Seles.
I can't make much sense of the remainder; too much "word salad." Not unusual for Pollard. Who I must also mention is truly astonishing in his seemingly everlasting and prolific ability to churn out both killer hooks and vivid imagery.
Unmatched by anyone else, except perhaps Robyn Hitchcock (who ultimately became a far better musician). Any similarities, I'd assume, are from both owing a debt to Syd Barrett: albeit hardly in the same manner.
If I had only the chorus to go on, I'd assume it's a wry commentary on how one can become [in]famous by committing some horrible act like attacking Monica Seles.
I can't make much sense of the remainder; too much "word salad." Not unusual for Pollard. Who I must also mention is truly astonishing in his seemingly everlasting and prolific ability to churn out both killer hooks and vivid imagery.
Unmatched by anyone else, except perhaps Robyn Hitchcock (who ultimately became a far better musician). Any similarities, I'd assume, are from both owing a debt to Syd Barrett: albeit hardly in the same manner.