One of my darker tracks. This tracks epitomises how RPM felt for me; A progressive struggle where I just got my head down and got stuck in with the thing. In a phrase, this track says to me "Just fucking get on with it."

I'd be lying if I said this entire track wasn't sparked by the opening audio clip. It really made me think about the ways some people create their own enjoyment. Cool.

Original working title was something like, "And after six years I finally understood why they sing in the streets here, and could go home." It's sort of about anonymity in the modern city. If that sounds pretentious, that's because it is.

Good old dulcimer bash-up. This is certainly the most aggressive song I've played on dulcimer. I'm sure all those people with solid-body electric dulcimers have done worse...

Words are from a sestina of the same title by Steve Davenport, who asked us to make music out of it! This was a terribly fun song to record. We did it, of course, while drinking. Thankfully no instruments were harmed.

I lit a string on fire...

through the dead branches, through the dead branches

*Electronic rock* I've been reading so much information About my situation A chemical mix that I must fix I think it's magnesium Pills three times a day I changed the food that I ate Re-uptake takes time I'm sure I'll be fine I can…

*Ambient, downtempo electronic rock* As a baby the car’s engine put me to sleep. My parents drove all night And they raised me by the TV screen Now I wake to static late at night At 30,000 feet above the earth The Rolls-Royce thrusters…

*Electronic rock* I am painting a picture with blood and wire I am writing my story in glass and fire It's almost right It's almost nice Just one more twist and I'll be fixed Perfect, so perfect This pound of flesh Perfect, so perfect…

Sundays have always been a disappointment for me. If you've never spent the entire day just moving about, drinking beer, enjoying the weather and putting off the upcoming week, you should. Maybe not every week.

Corporate boardroom buzzwords are meaningless and worse than useless.

This track is an outtake from my Mellotronic EP. It was originally going to be the lead track on that EP, but as the concept for the EP gelled, this track just didn't seem to fit (despite the Mellotron). It's currently under consideration as the…

anxiety over something horrible that someone might have done, will destroy you when it's something that you'll never know for sure. leads into 'roost.'

neglected children are coming back home to roost kind of goes with 'fret.'

good night

Brett Picknell - Bass, Drum Programming, Arranging George Brown - Guitar, Lyrics&Melodies

George Brown - Music & Lyrics, Guitars Brett Picknell - Bass, Drum Programming Jim Tyrrell - Keyboards

George Brown - Music & Lyrics, Guitars Brett Picknell - Bass, Drum Programming Jim Tyrrell - Keyboards

George Brown - Music & Lyrics Brett Picknell - Bass