Another excellent song from our first practice rooms and could've been on Groan but wasn't.
We were practicing in the side of a falling-down coastal wall facing the sea and held together with prehistoric vines. There was grime and sweat and beer in the carpets and very many graffitis of penises and, crucially, this is where we just started to work out what we could do with a sitar a drumkit and a pitchshifting pedal.