It’s simple math, really.
Music = art.
Art = culture.
Hindsight = the tragedy of culture.
Tragedy of culture = oppression. Oppression = tears. Oppression = sweat. Tears + sweat = labor = oppression. Oppression = rebellion = anger = erratic guitar + drums = backbone of album. Oppression = sadness = “Miranda That Ghost Just Isn’t Holy Anymore” = centerpiece of album. Oppression = lost identity. Lost identity = sadness = mariachi horns = “Miranda.” “Miranda” = death. Death = terrorism = oppression = lost identity = creepy album cover. Death = ignorance. Ignorance = neglect. Neglect = “L’via L’viaquez.” Neglect = intricate prose = self-indulgence = “Cassandra Geminni.” “Miranda” + “Cassandra” = “The Widow.”
Neglect = art. Oppression = art. Tragedy = art. Hindsight = art. Art = progress. Art = Frances the Mute. Frances the Mute = progress.