This song emerged as a consequence of a conversation with Meredith Debonnaire. We were talking about what kinds of things people might sing in the pub in Hopeless Maine. The pub in question being The Squid and Teapot.
I firmly believe that no matter how grim and depressing the circumstances, there will always be people who can find something to laugh at. Or be rude about. Humour is how we cope with things, so in a grim environment, it makes sense that some people would be all about the giggles whenever possible.
And so, when we were at Blist’s Hill for The Town That Never Was (a good place for song writing, I am finding) I put this together…
Many thanks to everyone who has contributed to the tentacles we have at home!