This tune was written around 2002-3[?] the tune was made in complete isolation but then we jammed with Karl Roy twice in the studio in improv recordings... and then I harvested from his tracks and dropped a vocal in, it seemed appropriate at the time. I must find the masters as somewhere we have 2 hours of Karl just doing improv recorded decently. Karl only 'appears' twice in this track but the tune certainly fitted our relationships, our music and our lives. At once; mellow but longing, melancholy put hopeful, Stupid but fun, intelligent but crass and knowing but innocent. Travel well brother. Hence thank you Karl for the music, the performances, the collaborations, the offer of a lift home (that I made to you in 95), the make up, the flavors, the spice. May your journey continue on the path that you shared with us; a very open mind and a big middle finger close behind. Punk IS dead, it had to die to get funky; but only you'll get that. PLUR.