Elsewhere

A short analysis of the difference between great and good:

Right place, right time?

Essentially, but I'd argue that a piece of work that evokes personal memories alien to the memory of viewing, listening, or absorbing the work in the first place - be they good or bad (or great) - can be, and should be, considered wonderful;

Does it hold you in its arms when you're falling or sinking?
Does it embrace your bruises and soothe them?
Do you always think of the same colour when it presents itself or plays?
If the answer's no to all these questions, I'd suggest you look again.

But why ask me?

Because I'd argue that a piece of work that evokes personal memories of the viewing, listening, or absorbing the work in the first place - be they good or bad (or great) - can be, and should be, considered wonderful;

Does it make you feel warm when you're waking or sleeping?
Does it soak up your problems and soothe them?
Do you always wonder how life would have been before your relationship came?
If the answer's no to all these questions, I'd suggest you look again.

I'd suggest you look elsewhere:

From the strangers that live above your ceiling,
to the people who live beneath you, deviod of healing
and filled with feeling.

I'd suggest you look elsewhere.

The Spiral.

In living memory of Eric Case.