It was a cold December in my folks' garage, and I was cuddled up to an electric heater. This is the first tune I have ever written on keys, and I can’t play for bananas. A puppy dawg wrapped in caramel for the old souls, don’t be afraid to let your tears hang out and cry on a shoulder.
For family, friends and ones coming of age in the new world. A juvenile ballad using every tool we had to make the biggest BANG. Lonely and true with lots of love; ‘Is There a Place I Can Go’, from your Rock & Roll alligators.

• Olly