July 26 - Satori In Denver

I realised I was a day ahead just after listening to this, but I figured I'd comment on it anyway. This is (in a complimentary way) simultaneously the most Nick Drake and the most Smashing Pumpkins I've heard Mountain Goats sound.

This is a sing that makes sense in the weird space where "night" hasn't ended bot "morning" has sort of begun. Lost hours, where it can feel like nobody in the world is awake or around. John says in his notes that this is about an astronaut breaking protocol and making a convenience store run, but I feel like it's a song about everyone who has passed through the fatigue barrier and found themselves in the strange awake space where you are as tired as you get and you're borrowing every moment of being awake from the poor bastard you'll be tomorrow.

It's a strange and special time, the international waters of time. Everything feels like you're in a pocket dimension and unconnected from the day before or after. Until, suddenly, it is.