I don’t think I know who Editors are/is. I’ll have to look that song up. That’s a great lyric. It brought back so many memories of my teenage and twenty-something years, back when I smoked and spent time around other people who did. I always loved watching ashes fall, drop, bounce, fly through the air, etc. 

The funny thing about art is that we try to define it, and we can, I think, to some extent, but then it becomes so subjective from there. Your whisky drop distillation moment and mine could be totally different, so then if you tell me that something is art or haiku because you recognize it as such, do I just have to take your word for it even though I can’t see it as such based on the same criteria that used to make that judgment?

That said, I totally agree with you. It’s that impact that seems to be the deciding factor. 

In my reading, I was surprised to see that the same things were being discussed pretty much verbatim almost 1,000 years ago. Kind of funny, isn’t it.