Here, I was trying to capture the melancholy of a man feeling his virility slip away on the long slide down to death. A plucked string seemed the perfect instrument to represent nature’s plucking away at his potency, hair by hair, and what better than a slap bass to represent a slaphead? Because the gene for male pattern baldness comes from the mother, the very fate of man – through the synecdoche of his mane –  rests entirely on woman. So at a deeper level, this lament is an exploration of the unshakeable inadequacy of the male.

Baldness Song

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