I’m recovering on the sofa after a long weekend of recording music. Spiritually rewarding it may be, but eating junk food, sucking down beer and barely moving for 48 hours is not noted for generating a sense of vitality.
Me and Guy started work on a batch of songs before Christmas, and we’re still not finished. Maybe because we keep playing snooker instead of musical instruments. So while we continue to piss about with keyboard parts, feel free to enjoy the catchy but unmixed chorus of a song called Factual Accounting.