When they asked me to write an introduction to their recording, I thought -- right, keep it short and sweet, say something that they themselves might say, like: Words Are Trains For Moving Past What Really Has No Name. These are Songs Written Out Of Necessity. That's Swoon.
But that seemed a bit rock-ish, and they hate that sort of thing. Anyway it's now very late and I'm listening to this for the umpteenth time. My husband went to bed an hour ago -- not that he has anything against the Sprouts, but he must get up early tomorrow. I won't be joining him for another forty minutes.