The male/female dichotomy is extremely telling in the way we conceive gender and identity. I wanted to write about the way women are often reduced to their bodies, planted squarely in the material world. I had these lyrics written in a notebook for years: "Women are much closer to nature / so can't you understand / binary opposition hits my like a divine plan." We felt the precariousness of our lives and said to it: in the morning I’ll be better. Faced with losing a loved one, while we ourselves were at risk on the ocean, made us strangely somber yet optimistic. The impulse worked its way into the song: "I’ll write your cares away that I might spare you pain… I’ll hide you from the world until we’re forgotten". Patrick was coping with the serious illness of a loved one, and I found myself trying to comfort him. I didn’t finish them until four months later while we were sailing. ![]() Patrick found it months later buried in a folder of forgotten demos and immediately wrote this frantic, way over-the-top drum beat. ![]() I had written this gospel-like chord progression but everything I tried to do with it sounded predictable so I threw it out. This one took almost a year for no reason, really. I don’t know why songs take me so long to finish.
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