I am a rock...

 great song

sums it all up in three verses

only middle winter in the antipodes is August

now

sitting in my room outside it is bleak grim and grey

thinking about what russell said about not getting what you want

and

watching and listening to a frail June Carter Cash sing the song she wrote for Johnny so many years ago

ignoring ogilvy today and the text is first

dig?

now turnng off and the dying of the light as the glow vanishes