Yes please, all is well in hell – down here where the crabs crawl crazy like a plague I have spent the last 7 hours locked like a willing victim in my bed less room cutting and spluttering over the special little sleeves our new EP will be presented in. There were disasters, but then there will always be. Today I especially hate enamel paint because it takes too damn long to dry and I am notoriously impatient. Anyway, whilst this stuff hangs on the walls preparing to be packaged up, still manic through fear I may not meet the imaginary line of death that I have set myself, i have taken a moment to finish off a piece titled ‘City Girl’. Built from scraps of rubbish from my studio floor, this girl is the type who will relish any opportunity to suck and cut the throats of weaker men and maybe even women – nice.