One of the things that has always fascinated me the most about music is it's relationship with time, rhythmic meters in particular. I have marveled at musicians who are able to integrate odd meters into their tunes in a way that doesn't feel out of character. I am particularly fond of this tune as a composition simply because I was able to compose a melody that integrates a set of mixed rhythmic meters without making it feel overly contrived. This tune plays through my head quite often. The title comes from the sense of resentment that I had always felt towards fall when it rolled around because school was starting and winter was around the corner. As I became older, I realized that it wasn't autumn's fault that I had feelings of resentment.

I'm sure you have experienced it: you pick up a magazine, thumb through the pages when all of a sudden you run into one of those pesky subscription cards that say "Business Reply Mail." It falls out onto the floor and you have to stop your reading to pick it up and throw it away. This tune is a tribute to all of you who experience this several times during the course of reading a single magazine. The tune starts out well enough until the drum solo comes along and interrupts it. I guess it's all part of the experience.