This ("The Abandoned Brain") is really a fragment of someone else's musical taste I inherited: founding Creaking Plank Ole taught it to Heather and I, and it just sat around in the songbook gathering dust until we briefly pulled it out of deep storage for Bryce-Thing's "Gutter Punk Space Opera" art opening at the Gallery Gachet way back in 2009. I don't know annnyyyyything about Robyn Hitchcock (well, I just skimmed his Wikipedia article before writing this blurb, but in the 23 years between learning the song and just now I gleaned no further details about the songwriter and felt no urge to find out more) and the song, well, is just a pleasant enough piece of melancholic whimsy.