HOW HAVE WE CHANGED (AND FOR WHY)

It's always sad when your friends start to lose their youthful zeal, however naive and idealistic. This song was inspired when a drummer of a band I was in sold his kit in order to buy a sofa.

One day I'll probably decide that it was fair enough. Until then, here's a song, the recording of which involved me punching my chest by way of creating percussion until my ribs were sore.

This was on Bothering The Bunshop, Despite The Injunction.

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