S8E1 - E1: Whatever the Volcano Wants; S8: Who the f=3k is Art?

Trying to condense what I wrote about this song into 4000 characters feels a little like trying to fold a volcano into a suitcase. Every time I press one part down, another part erupts somewhere else. The piece wasn’t built to be summarized. It was built to sprawl, to leak, to refuse containment — which is funny, because that’s exactly what the song itself is about.

The moment I start trimming, I realize the analysis is doing the same thing the song does: it keeps slipping out of categories. I cut a paragraph about the cave, and sudden...