"I wrote the main riff ('bop bow-di-bow booooww, d'weeee!') in my boxer briefs one morning in our practice space (a bedroom at the end of a hallway in an old Denton house with its original wood flooring). It may or may not allude to visions of the Second Coming of Christ. After listening to too much Captain Beefheart (Too much? Is that possible?), I wanted to take (what I thought of as) a familiar song structure and tweak it to fit our own tastes and musical intentions. When Grady and I started working on the tune, it grew into something giant (or more like a March of Giants with a few steps missing, intentionally). The more we played the tune, the more drawn out it became. The dynamic of the song became key. From whispers to screams to whimpers to (mis)understood silences. Overplaying, underplaying. There were moments of absolute awkwardness contrasted with a tightness that two musicians could only achieve after playing together for ten years. The song became our mantra. With it, we could tap into the forbidden worlds of music that can't be written down on paper."

Whew. I need a cigarette. RTB2 plays next in Denton on April 18 at Rubber Gloves with Record Hop, and in Dallas on April 25 at the Mokah Music Summit and Showcase.