We cast a spell to protect us from unkindness and people who adore celebrities. “I wish our spell included protection against houseflies.” I mutter, waving them off to pester another. Silently and to myself, I warn the fly. I don’t want to kill you, But I won’t lose sleep over it. ”The song isn’t that bad,” Gently intrudes on my unspoken threats. ”No.” I agree. Working on appreciation, acceptance and the ukulele. Anticipating chords changes. Being lulled by the calm melody. I picture the song’s placement somewhere with Bon Iver And “Somebody I used to know.” Sort of sad, Sort of sweet. It’s a really good drawing, The dog on the cover, I mean. And I’m not criticizing. Maybe it is a cover. When at first I listened, I thought it Some kind of fish. The drawing I mean.