Every song is a scribbled note in the margin of a diary and the music of our lives becomes a soundtrack to the emotional scrapbooks we keep in our heads.
Frankly, "Case" sounds on the verge of imploding as it is, with an acoustic-guitar solo that might be called flamenco if it weren't so scattershot and an otherwise-simple quarter-note pulse, which creates the illusion that the song's center is constantly shifting.