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Norm's track was pretty infectious and upbeat, so a dark melody and lyrics would be out of the question. His track seemed to be a mashup of calypso, African and funk elements — which might be why he sent it to me in the first place. Lyrically it wanted to be some kind of celebration of….something. Often when I'm writing lyrics I carry a micro-cassette recorder around in my pocket or backpack; if a phrase springs to mind that matches the meter of the song in progress I whisper it into the recorder. I must look like a madman, but then there are a few of those in NYC, so no one notices. (I reference this nutty behavior in the lyrics.) In doing this I don't censor myself — any phrase that fits is added to the list. Later, some narrative thread often emerges and a large percentage of the verbiage gets tossed. I've written elsewhere about how lyrics emerge in this process. Some assume that not starting with lyrics implies that I don't have anything pressing to say — but that's, well, not exactly true. Although calling these lyrics pressing might be asking for it. What's it about? Well, in a way the video that Norm had done captures it pretty perfectly. What exactly IS happening in between my toes, anyway? It's all slightly loopy innuendo, ecstatic, sexy and borderline disgusting — and this video pretty much takes that vibe and runs with it. The song will be available to buy digitally on 7th July — there will be a link on the BPA Myspace page. The album itself, under the moniker Brighton Port Authority, will be out later in the year. —DB
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