Why can't I help this stuff

At the Christmas exhibition at the local Craftpeople's Guild.

I look at the scarf draped around the cranium of the show window dummy and think:

"Spoon. Gimme fiction"

I also know where I bought the CD (great little record store in Kerikeri), know where the lyrics first me (Hurstmere Road in Takapuna in a rental car outside The Booklover whilst Mrs jb was stocking up at Country Road.)

This used to worry me.

Not anymore.

I showed the Spoon image to the lady who was running the exhibition.

She looked at me as if I was trying explain quantum physics via yodeling.

We live on different planets.

I quite like it on mine.....

They never got me - Spoon from Gimme Fiction