Seething words greeted shocked journalists queued outside the Tribesco compound this morning, having been invited to attend a secret slap-dash interview press conference with the increasingly erratic Davey Dreamnation. It seems success has bypassed his head and gone straight for the jugular, as the journos soon found out. “I’m pretty happy with the second album actually. We were going for a harder, more spaced out pogo sound that was also softer and focussed on reality. That probably sounds like a tall order – just ask the engineers! But seriously, with Islands…, we knew we had something special there, it was just a matter of coaxing it out of its pen. Turned out that something special was a llama, so with Recognition …, we decided to ditch the llama and hire professional musicians instead. The results speak for themselves. Not a bum note in sight. I haven’t had quiche lorraine for three months. I’m fit, healthy and sane. The llama is gone, I’ve even forgotten his name. I just have so many songs inside my head at the moment, and I’d like to make sure that from now on a few more of them are my own. It’s always difficult coming up with a sophomore album. That’s why we went for the third year album instead. Our graduation album is coming up next, followed by postgraduate, doctoral, post-doctoral and professorial albums. But it’ll be the chancellor’s album where we finally break through, I believe. The Tribesco compound turned out to be just the tonic for us after the gruelling sessions we endured at Camp Davey trying to turn Islands… into something listenable. While I don’t think we ended up achieving that, in a way I’m pleased. I mean, who knows what people will make of it anyway. I try not to talk about my lyrics because everyone has their own interpretation of them. I try not to play my guitar when I’m singing in the shower because that’s just stupid. Anyone can do it, that’s why no one does.”
