For the record I will say that I do not like, "little white horse." My bad. But there is plenty of room left for what else this album has to offer. And it's typical quasi mostly. Quasi has been toiling in what does it all mean lyrics for what I have gathered, and this album is no different. The most intense songs leave for some deep pondering and inspiration, "Black dogs and bubbles", "Death is not the end," and "Laissez les Bon Temps Rouler." "Death is not the end," is great, should have been ten minutes. "The jig is up," is a short little acoustic goodness. A welcome addition to the quasi fan's gathered collection.