To be reclusive with a friend? Well that’s the shiznit. V to the N reporting in, I remember this day really well. We were at Mert’s Diner - have any of you ever been to that place? The food is mediocre but the staff are really funny so we keep going back. Anyway Geriatric City Cole was telling me something about our newest track and all I could hear was “cucumber watermelon” over and over. I can’t hear any words if there are other sounds happening and boy is Mert’s place loud as hell. But as I was misreading his words and nodding along I realized that this is what it’s like to be one creative mind. He’s talking and working through his ideas and I’m there to give the ideas the space to grow and exist. The magic really happens in the late night ramblings pacing around the living room.