daniel_johnston raze every time my dad gets a notification on his outdated little flip phone, this seven-note melody sounds in the key of c. it's all but identical to the first line of each verse in "the story of an artist". unlikely as it might be, i like to think it's a sliver of the man's soul slipping into an unexpected place, offering a story for anyone still willing to listen. he might be dead, but he isn't gone. 240418 what's it to you? who go blather from