Was going with a sexier song called 'TYCO (Take Your Clothes Off)' (haha) on the home stretch toward the closing of this perfect day... and then a cloud came and hung over our magical little nest in Echo Park. K was pulling some tarot cards and pulled the Death card... twice. What was that all about? Her sweet monkey reptile wizard cat, Bismarck... well he'd been with me in that room throughout the whole album from conceptualization to the latest of late nights, all through the tracking, lyric writing... everything. He was my right hand man. For some reason this song 'Dance With Me' just wanted to come out right then. A song about a guy and a girl... fugitives who 'live for love and die by the gun.' Not really the vibe I was 'shooting' for, but it just demanded to be included here. It wrote itself and then just wedged right into that #9 spot like a defiant ghost who can't leave its old haunt. As I was writing the lyrics, Biz perched himself right on the edge of the table between me and my notebook. I literally had to write around him. He just sat there and stared at me. I didn't have the nerve to push him away. It was so funny. And ironic. Here I was writing a song about death... contrary to just about every last word and note of this mostly bright and celebratory album. This was also the final song... the last one to finish. All the others were done in terms of music and lyrics. But it came quick. Like I said, it wrote itself. The next morning, Bismarck was acting strange. He wouldn't look me in the eye. If ever there was a cat given to prolonged eye contact... So I took him to the vet. They made us wait over an hour. Finally I took him up to the desk and pleaded with them to help him. They took him back and... well... he passed along not too shortly thereafter. K and I cried for days. Weeks really. I'm sad right now as I write this. I loved that guy as much as I had ever loved an animal and, man, he was right there by my side throughout the making of this document. So this album is dedicated to Biz and this song just had to stay even if it's awkward falling into the final hours of our perfect day. Miss you, Wizard. Thanks for being my friend.