I woke a lot of times to dog snoring and moonlight and such, but the only thing I actually remember from dreams is that there was something disturbing happening and that Elvis song with the lyrics, “A little more conversation, a little more action,” was ‘playing’ in the background.

I know the song’s probably got other lyrics that provide a much richer meaning and context, but it seemed like the idea of taking the trouble to write an entire song about talking less seemed dissonant, like baking a pie about eating less, or yelling at someone to be quiet.