HOW WE MADE SEE YOU ON THE MOON

I put a note on the wall beside the desk where I was writing this record. Direct, is what it read. This album is a parcel of letters stowed in my pocket all along. Ghosts came to visit this record like compasses we were unaware of pointing us in the right direction. We wanted to make something elemental: open space, grit, real strength. Two people talking honestly. We kept to ourselves in the studio like this was what we had been practicing for all along, loosely, inevitably, a wide net of openness, a pencil shaved with focus. We drank some beers. We made soup. We wore roller skates. We told the truth. We didn’t want to talk about this record. We just wanted to play it.