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Stockholm syndrome. Yep that's where it all begins...well not in Stockholm obviously but rather when one is held captive against their will yet eventually grows fond of their captor. This sums up the recording process of these tracks. Not only was I a captive audience but a performer too. Countless hours stuck in a small room under the rule of an ageing hipster. Constant re-takes, edits, last minute lyric changes and alternative mix requests (orders) were upon me. With my will to live depleting and my fader calloused fingers locked into mixing position, I worked on. But then something happened. Something remarkable. I don't know if it was just the poor ventilation in the room or my mind playing tricks on me, but I began to like her...It could have just been a path of less resistance or an emotional epiphany. Either way, I began to understand her, not only a human level but on a creative one. It was all so clear now, this was the way forward, this was the new normal, this was ...home.