David Keenan Die Brücke, 30 Oct 21

“Here’s to the fathers of the lost sons and the unholy ghosts. It’s the ones who seem

destined to get left behind interest me the most. I am the prodigal son, resting his

head on the drum that was carried through the welcoming parade. And I’d give all I

have, I would give all I have, strip me bare, let me wash in the rains.” (Unholy Ghosts)