The Mathematics of the Politics of Ecstasy

Just finished the Perfect Panther record. For I think the first time I've made a record without a song about hating myself. The closest is a bit of self-recrimination about not being more active in promoting feminism, I guess, but I don't know. Maybe I'm just feeling better about myself. Or maybe my disliking certain people has finally outweighed my own self-dislike, because it has proportionally, an equal amount of diss songs as the last 50 Cent record, but with several hundred percent more parts that sound like we've been listening to more Nick Cave than we actually had.