LA TRIMOUILLE: I DON’T KNOW.
  We wrote this in the town of La Trimouille in France, which is where we stayed for a week last summer to start the album. We were sat by a river under a tree with Peter basking in the sun, and Kerry messing around on our little guitar that we had with us. Over ten or fifteen minutes, Kerry’s chords gradually formed, a loose melody was drafted and eventually it turned into this song. We came home with the music complete, and a couple of months later the lyrics were written by Peter whilst he was waiting for a train. We recorded a demo of it late last summer whilst rather hungover and sent it to our managers, who seemed to like it.
We’ve attached a rather shaky phone demo that we recorded a few minutes after the shell of the song was written whilst sat by the river in La Trimouille.

LA TRIMOUILLE: I DON’T KNOW.




We wrote this in the town of La Trimouille in France, which is where we stayed for a week last summer to start the album. We were sat by a river under a tree with Peter basking in the sun, and Kerry messing around on our little guitar that we had with us. Over ten or fifteen minutes, Kerry’s chords gradually formed, a loose melody was drafted and eventually it turned into this song. We came home with the music complete, and a couple of months later the lyrics were written by Peter whilst he was waiting for a train. We recorded a demo of it late last summer whilst rather hungover and sent it to our managers, who seemed to like it.


We’ve attached a rather shaky phone demo that we recorded a few minutes after the shell of the song was written whilst sat by the river in La Trimouille.