From: Greg Hatmaker, gregh@mpinet.net
Subject: Re: AENT cover - Erskine?
Date: 2/2/2002 11:47:00 PM
To: markp@mitchworldusa.net


I don't know what I'm saying, really, but to me the cover extracts a
desolate pensive feeling from me in much the same way the namesake song
does--the sense that you may have walked that beach a thousand times before
but not really paid attention to the details and what they were supposed to
mean to you (the bright glint of the sun off the sand, the crying of the
gulls, the wind blowing the sand against your face), the sense that you
haven't really stepped out of the picture until now to look back into it to
see where you had walked, what you had passed, what you had felt, and what
you had seen. 

Nice thing about interpreting art, you can say whatever the hell you want
and it's hard for someone to just tell you you're flat-out wrong. 

The sign says what it has always said, but does anyone remember why it was
put there in the first place. Did you ever think that it said anything just
to you? And in the meantime, as the water recedes and encroaches, the sign
gets lower and lower in the sand and begins to lean, the wind scours the
letters...the more time passes, the more the original purpose becomes
obscured, and the harder the sign becomes to interpret. The sign says what
it has always said, but maybe now you can't read it. And what's worse, you
can't even remember what it said. And you can't even remember why it was
put there, because you were never paying attention to things like that. And
now that you're older and now that you are paying attention, you're hard
pressed to put it all back together and find any comfort in the place now
or in anything you did there before, the context and meaning having all
been lost or forgotten or washed away. 

>There's a certain amount of sadness to all that you bring up









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