Mulled cider and thermal underpants

another day…another song…this one from the bowels of our fair hearts…its called “Believe Me”….and even James gets his voice on this one…or more accurately his abysmal impression of some incontinent whiskey soaked blues man…nevertheless we think its great…and conveniently we think you might to…

recorded during the winter freeze of last Christmas…wrapped in woolly hats and thermals with copious amounts of mulled cider at hand we managed to commit to tape in record time…you see, this here cabin we play in is virtually inhabitable during winter months…but battle brave we did…and through probably one of the worst winters we have seen down in the lee valley…well there was the infamous yonder winter of 1982 that elder folks down in dim pubs seem to whisper about all the time…over stale pints of Guinness…but we alas can only dream of such distant eras…being but glints in respective fathers crafty butcher attack handles during 1982…*Note to self: scrub some coin together for adequate heating; that fucking Dimplex is taking the piss*

so here it be…in all its sub temperature, cider soaked and thermal underwear clad glory…”Believe Me”

“I aint got nothin and theyre tryin take that away from me to”

Download “Believe Me” here…