Every Felice Brothers song, in some way or another, has been about the American Dream, the idea of assembling yourself from the castoffs of the past—in their case, Dylan and the Band and Woody Guthrie and every forgotten troubadour with a guitar. On this standout from Life in the Dark, that dream curdles into a feverish nightmare, full of prairie surrealism and allusions to Hiroshima and the murder of labor activist Joe Hill. The inmates, in other words, are running the asylum, if not the entire nation.
The Fat Angel Sings 