“Falling Down” was one of the first things i wrote very specifically as a song, rather than my bullshit free-range poetry crap that won’t ever see the light of day until VH1 raids my high-school LitMag. But, anyhow, at the time i didn’t really know many picking patterns that weren’t in the Garbage book and so i gave the song to Gina to play with and as soon as i forgot about it she promptly arrived at school and played it and i had to go home and study it for hours before i could play it, and when i finally got the picking down i called her answering machine and laid the phone on the couch and played her a verse. It took me at least another year before i could sing it and play it at nearly the same time, and even now you’ll notice that Gina is playing all the intricate bits and i’m playing all the strummy bits. Yes, i am a wuss who likes to play rhythm guitar. Stop teasing me.