Ultimately, Never Mind is a detailed account of what drives--and sometimes derails--the fans once they've been "consumed by the essence of rock and roll." Pollack himself was swallowed by the spirit after a Dropkick Murphys show in Boston. He explains, "There was an open mic, and I was there, so I took my poetry on stage and started reading. I told the band to play some beat jazz, and they did, and I read. That was nothing new. Then I said, for no discernable reason, 'Play as fast and loud as you can.' They looked at me with total scorn, and just cranked out some horrible punk noise-rock while I attempted to read my poem 'I Wipe My Ass on Your Novel.' The poem ended with me, shirt off, diving into a nonexistent crowd. I was a man transformed."