One day, a few summers back, my old friend Elliot Jackson rolled into town, and we proceeded to spend the afternoon writing and recording a tune. We established the order of the parts of the song as well as the notes by randomly drawing letters and numbers out of a box. Jackson suggested this method in order to avoid falling prey to our typical songwriting habits. Though we didn’t manage to create an entire “afternoon ep’s” worth of music, our strange process yielded an interesting little tune that I refer to as “Cigars.”

