Alain Delon EP [Liner Notes]

[stylised in all lowercase letters]

Satya HQ [space] Monday 2nd September 1991

Last Friday I got dumped by my girlfriend. Sorry, I know that's hardly a very profound opening line but it's what I'm feeling. I think I'm past the hyperventilating and palpitations but I still tend to burst into tears when I hear a Scottish accent

Crises make me reappraise my life. I'm 25. Next year, I'll be able to celebrate ten glorious years in music, eight of which I spent on the dole. I'm afraid all my goals are quite mundane. I'd like to settle down, bеcome a househusband and take carе of lots of babies. They could grow up to be a kind of 21st century Jackson Five. Not very rock and roll but so what? I despise that whole fakey, gormless ethic. Designer rebellion for this year's jerks. Give me a cup of tea and some comfy slippers any day

Even though these songs were written over a year ago, some of them seem eerily appropriate. Especially the first and last ones. She was my first girlfriend in three years. I'm trying to be philosophical but it's difficult when all you want to do is stick your head in a blender and dial extra chunky. Sod philosophy. It only gives you bigger tears anyway

"But who will win the war?", I hear you querulously ask. We will, silly. We've got pop on our side

Love and kisses, Jyoti