There's me. Sometimes friends of mine play on these songs. And the "Southampton Clock Tower" one I wrote using words from a message board post by an English woman named "imaginary mice" for a band I've been playing with lately that seems to change names a lot.
My friend Hairy recorded and played instruments on "Nanomites," which is about smart dust. The lyrics to "Hudson" came from a discarded love letter by a girl who signed it "Thickness," so I guess she counts as a collaborator.
Emily Minor, a columnist for the Palm Beach Post, had nothing to do with the production of the song, though. Other than having a name that I thought demanded a faux psychedelic-60s anthem.
You shouldn't be reading this. You should be reading the ongoing project at The Guild of Scientific Troubadours or the archives at grantimatter.com. But for now, know this: I am but a humble disciple of the great spiritual master known as the Florida Skunk Ape -- in actuality, a highly evolved being who lives deep in the Everglades and guides us in the harmonious paths of the String Bardo. The Skunk Ape believes in SCIENCE as ART.
