In middle and high school I found an independent art/comic/cartooning teacher in Redlands who met with their group of strange students in local cafes. I took lessons from and befriended Skip over many years, and got away with not drawing all that much and talking about all kinds of music and films that no tweenager should know about. They were great lessons.
I visited Skip again in college in 2018 after moving to LA for school, and we would continue our years-long conversations and brainstorms. At the end of the summer in 2018 I was continuing My Struggle Book 2 by Karl Ove Knausgaard, and Skip challenged me to write a song with the same literary ethos as Knausgaard’s memoir, or whatever I got out of reading those books.
These two songs are what I made of that assignment. I guess I tried my best. I think they’re corny.
