This single is a remix of "Tired Angels" by Krista Muir. The beat was built by M Mac, with other musical elements contributed by Peter Project, Jeff Ngan, and me. I creatively directed the whole thing and it made me feel like a mixture of James Lavelle and Kanye West.
I asked my friend and colleague of nearly 13 years, Noah 23, to rap on it with me - there was a special urgency because it was the end of 2011 and he had announced he was quitting music at the end of the year. We had tried a few times to work together before but technical & timing issues plagued our language... so this felt like my last chance.
He came through, and although it makes me really sad to think of him feeling the despair that he describes in his verse, he captured it beautifully. I'm so glad that he not only did me the honour of appearing, but of killing me on my own shit. Ouch.
There are many things to say about the themes and ideas in this song, but I'm not going to write them here. I've written them in a zine that's serves as a companion to the single, which also includes short fiction and memoirs and comics and illustrations and other pertinent works by friends of mine. You can order that here!
For now just listen closely, and figure out what you think it all adds up to.
And take care of yourself.