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It’s country, but not as we know it.
Everybody hurts, but my pain is worse than yours
Not one for the office party
Pie in the sky when you die
Parenthood, unplugged
We're all going to die, so let's just get drunk
Loser on the prowl
Jangly pop with a cynical undercurrent
A sinister-sounding workout through an amorous misadventure
Self-loathing with synths and acoustic guitars
A spaced-out slacker anthem
Give me a chance and I’ll blow it
I wish I were the walrus
The ravings of a madman about to lead his followers to certain death in an armed siege.
An attack on excessive nostalgia and jaded cynicism. It really was much better in my day, you know.
An attempt to catch some of the flavour of that glorious, dreamy feeling of infatuation.
Epic, western-themed, 'end-of-innocence' piece.
The bizarre goings on in a sex clinic for adults with more money than sense.
Another song about a self-deluding loser who can only take action in his dreams.
The migratory flight of electronic birds, eulogized in a rousing and atmospheric piece.
A guy catches a plane he thinks he wasn't meant to catch. He thinks he is going to die.
Lo-fi electronica with some floating synths, heavy breathing and vocal samples from one of David Cronenberg's finest films.
A lo-fi instrumental voyage to the mysterious east, riding on the waves of backward guitars.
A song about the unconditional love that comes with parenthood.
The soundtrack to the film that was never made.
