So, What in the Hell is This?
Overwhelmed, as one would be, placed in my position
Such a heavy burden now to be the one
Born to bear and read to all the details of our ending
To write it down for all the world to see
TOOL - "Rosetta Stoned" - 10,000 Days - 2006
Thank goodness regular people can now be heard on a large scale.
This project started as a spark between the ears after I committed Tiffany's infernal corn log to the underground with a rather urgent deployment of the very toilet flush handle with which I'd done grow'd up. Later, over drinks with Dad as we laughed our asses off about the corn log, it hit me:
The corn on which she had dined
Has returned as a...mighty log from her hind
From there, it snowballed. Or, if you prefer, cornballed.
Soon there was a chord progression and more lyrics with the core of the track down within a week.
The more I considered The Flozberk Way's eight-decade tango of lunacy, the more clear it was that it was one helluva story. I've known a lot of people and heard endless stories, but nothing quite matched up to the stubborn durability, high strangeness, and sheer misery - all under clumsy facades of normalcy - brought forth by The Istanbul Bunch.
After making a chronological spreadsheet and staring at it for a few minutes, I was blown away. I discussed it with Dad, and he was blown away. Sure, he was aware of it all - after all, he was there - but compiled, it was a singular roaring lion instead of a sequence of intermittent, acrid turds in the vast, swirling litter box of life.
When I advanced the prospect of chronicling it, Dad heartily approved and I documented that approval. The corn log track became an album and my staff and I launched into a deep investigation of The Flozzies, collecting an enormous amount of info. Each day, some time was spent on the project amid one delay after another.
And, here we are.