About a musician who decides death is the best career move.

In this one i'm making fun of my own break up. Lyrics are only 50% true.

Winter, 1997. Blue skies (unusual for a Melbourne winter), just come out of a 2 year relationship.

Not sure what inspired me to write this. It's about a rich lady who loses everything. It's not about anyone I know, I was just trying to write a song not about myself for once.

This is the sixth song on the album (otherwords too lazy to think of a name). Lyrically its just a stream of thoughts that came into my head at the time. It was based on a dream - at least the first verse.

This is about growing up in a small town, having working-class parents, and not fitting that in.

Don't judge this song by it's title - it's not really that bad.

25 years old, living in a dirty share-house, no job, no money, going to the pub - it's all in this song.

Title says it all. Written circa may/june 1997.

Therapy

A 'night out' on my answering machine put to music. Probably one of my most interesting lyrics, and I didn't have to write a single word!

A bit of a clunker this one - but every album has to have at least one :)

The title track to the album. A trippy distorted number.

This one's about being in a relationship you really shouldn't be in.

Based on 30 or so second snipped from AM Radio - a news story about a drunk driver who killed a young woman.

I wrote this song on a Friday night many years ago when I was single.

Acoustic folk song. Double tracked vocals in the verse where I'm singing 1 octave apart. This is the first time I attempted vocal harmonies like that.

A musical interlude - just me playing a few notes on keyboard.

For percussion I used objects that were lying around my house at time I recorded this - a pair of scissors opening and closing is one, but i forget the others (it was 12 years ago). The lyrics were pretty much improvised