When I was in the car with my children, I listened to songs on repeat, this being my favourite. I imagined the troublesome houses were places to go and drink, but I think they are more likely a brothel. “She said, when I got home to leave her alone. She could taste trouble on my mouth.” For me this song captures the love and repulsion of addiction, – “the deadweight wines that we swung” What a grip it has on the body and the heart: “I couldn’t withstand the glorious day without seeing those troublesome faces.” He wants to stop but he also can’t.

From the album The Wonder Show of the World, Drag City, 2010