I really need to give up singing, but I really like to do it. Meaningless lyrical content as always.

I tend to just say a filler line and that ends up being the only lyric I have time to ever (never) develop.

And now a complete change. I like variety, and this introduces a new feel to the record. Until the mid-section, when the spacey connection returns, though in a subtle way.

Ok, this one has a journey for its creation. The original riff actually came to me in the heat of late August 2013. I still remember when it came to me. It was in a different key, with a slight different resolution. It felt like a hot summer's…

Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they're not watching you...

Another one where the riff came first, on the last day of RPM 2020 actually. Before all the craziness struck. I thought to myself "Oh self! That's a good riff! I will need to revisit it next year for RPM 2021." So I did. It also has a call-back…

Never forget the simple pleasure of just listening to music. I wrote a whole album about it a few years ago called The Lost Art Of Listening. This one's about how a song can simultaneously take you away from the concerns of life, yet make you…

Let's get the fuk outta here.

What else can be said of the last 12 months? Everybody wants a piece of my time. Get in line. The riff came first and I walked around for days just banging it out non-stop. Hammer-ons for fun and pleasure...

Originally I had a Motown idea in mind, and I kept my stomping and clapping, but the song seemed to lend itself to a more spacey-synthey feel, so I ran with it. I also am hinting a tiny (very tiny) bit at Joe Jackson's band's backing vocal styles…