Elvis Costello once said (and continues to say) that his albums aren’t so much released as they escape. I couldn’t agree more. There comes that moment where you could keep adding, subtracting, multiplying and dividing but like a watercolour painting, that way lies the potential for a murky green-gray mess.
We could tweak and trim and remaster, but I did go back to my original vision for a stripped down sound. While there are embellishments on a few songs — Jess Catron’s awesome cello, the angelic voices of the Catnypettes, a dirty sax on one track — in the round, it’s pretty sparse.
Mar a Lago drops today, and the rest are stood up and clipped on to make their jumps over the coming weeks.
Expectations, too, go back to that original vision. This was for me. Yeah, we’ll push it a bit, because that’s what you’re supposed to do. I hope people like it. I hope it gets listened to.
But I’m already looking forward to the next one. At the moment, plan is for a 3-5 track EP. More electric guitars and modern sounds. I might not even write the lyrics. Watch this space.