Ah, Psychic Oblivion. A sleazy but genteel white, middle-class self-obsession that finally focuses on the negation of that same self in a long, slow, meaningless fadeout in obscure locations that’s accompanied by a soft-rock soundtrack. Think of it as soft-rock existentialism. See as typical examples the complete ouevre of James Taylor and Jimmy Buffet’s “Margaritaville.” Extra points for recognizing why “Cheeseburger in Paradise” is a stone cold Psychic Oblivion classic.
(Submitted by our West Coast Townsman.)