It is about this very abstract sense of displacement that he feels the moment he turns off the television.
I don't write under the ghost of Faulkner. I live in the same town and find his life and work inspiring, but that's it. I have a motorcycle and tool along the country lanes. I travel at my own speed.
Heck, I'm no Henry Mancini or Michel Legrand. I just play the guitar and write songs.