So don't try to touch my heart, it's darker than you think And don't try to read my mind because it's full of disappearing ink - Elvis Costello

When The Attractions and I first played the Palais in January 1979, one reviewer unfavorably compared us to Freddie and the Dreamers.

We’re not the ones making all the false promises, then getting caught in an obvious lie or with our fingers in the till. Maybe that’s why they call them “the fortunes of war.” They can be quoted on the stock exchange.

Why can't a man stand alone? Must he be burdened by all that he's taught to consider his own? His skin and his station, his kin and his crown, his flag and his nation They just weigh him down