“I wrote this song right after my grandmother’s passing,” said Mishko. “I entered what I didn’t realize at the time was a manic episode, but all sorts of crazy shit started going down. This song was a pause and reflection on that, and an attempt to forgive myself/those around me and move on.”
Timely inference, on the most secretive of emotions. Never had to reveal. Until now, to the bare nakedness of self-examination.
A parry to the parroting self-indulgence, once one is gone – once a loved status quo has crossed the horizon – you savor more of the little things that lie and belie the commonly trekked roads.
Recognize, Mishko, did. Accepting the bad, with the good. Never defeated, but always reflecting.