Melancholic Ponderer Pillows

Lord Byron

Pastorius wonders why.

I've decided to shift down a few gears.'

"Events seem to be headed in the right direction. Unfortunately, it's not taking me with it."

"The artist-in-residence is struggling a bit, but other than that we're fine."

"These brisk fall afternoons remind me of Chekhov, which reminds me of Putin, then Trump, the alt-right, facism, nuclear weapons ... let's go home."

The Bar & Grill of Ordinary Men: Quiet Desperation 11 am - closing (Karaoke on Saturday)

'I hate my life.

'Dreams of how it might have been.'

A depressed artist imagines a drawing, but it turns black.

"Woke up this mornin', Found myself trapped in the Blues genre..."

"I asked Bill to accompany this presentation with something in a haunting minor key."

"Perhaps a dirge would lift your spirits?"

Books: Success stories & Sob stories.

"Our flavors of the day are Prodigal, Importune, and Mal de Siècle."

"I never got a chance to say 'Shut up.' "

'I think our marriage would make a great country song.'

Items from the Fall 2018 Melancholia Catalogue.

Just go ahead and draw - I can't hit the broad side of a barn lately. Naw, I ain't really in the mood today. Low Noon.

Man has storm cloud umbrella.

Tears

Floating away

Death awaits the last leaf of Autumn with a rake.

Where the boulevard of broken dreams crosses the avenue of broken appliances...

"I like sad songs."

"I'm full of an unspeakable sadness and it goes a little something like this..."

There's a tear in my beer.

Tailpiece to E Dowson's 'The Pierrot of the Minute'

Philip Larkin.

Brenda Sanchez undergoes her daily moment of ‘Woe Is me.'

Looking miserable out there today...

A Winter's Day by Mary Lou Fleckner

"This drink? It's called loneliness. Care to join me?"

'Your work is so bleak, so despairing, your angst so wrenching. I've never read a party invitation quite like it before.'

"I'd like to dedicate my next song to that delightful little table in the corner."