Plant something simple in the dirt, like an acoustic guitar and voice, and see what clambers out, and what swarm of biota clings to it, each protist adding its own puny but inexhaustible voice.
Grumbeaux is what you ate for dinner last night; it’s what stuck to your mother’s sole in the parking lot of Kohl’s; it’s the sound your grandfather makes when his false teeth pop out; it’s the elephant in the room and the lion that keeps you awake at night.
The best way to experience it for yourself is to listen so check out Bobby McGee (2024 Version) below.
