songs are always about love, hate, or being really sad.

On Killing a chicken: Grab by the throat and hold almost at arms length. Grip slightly behind the jaw and open beak. Insert pocket knife in mouth and push up through brain.

I have never done this. I have never seen this done. I have a very clear vision of the first time my father told me this story.

I have, however, flung the guts out of a grouse.

I'm feeling really sad today.