Idiot 45s
This song has the proud job of opening the fourth Replicants album, with
its fuzzy blend of Sonic Youthesqe guitars and driving rhythms.
Lyrically it's a maze of mixed metaphors about triumph in the face of
adversity and bizarrely obtained knowledge. "No wonder I was crushed by
maggots; sometimes you have to treat the spiders like rabbits" being its
opening war cry.

Spinning Whisks
This bouncy Stones influenced rock joker was conceived while me and Roger
drank a couple of bottles of cheap plonk which gave us severe heartburn but
luckily this ditto also. On the surface this is a song that takes a fun
look at the world of food mixers, but it is actually a perverse metaphor for consumer society. "Spinning whisks turn the cream sour but we all still devour eternally". It also features a white hot bass line as do many of the tracks courtesy of Davie Coyle.

Won't Harm a Fly
This number is very loosely based on a terrible film called 'Hard Eight'
starring Gwyneth Paltrow, which is all about a gangster who becomes
softened by Paltrow's feminine wiles. After about 40 minutes of watching the film me and Mike got fucked off and wrote this song instead. We like to think of it as a Tom Waits style ballad that perhaps echoes his 'Heart of Saturday
Night' era, with all the glitz of a night at santa's castle.

Everyone in Heaven is Afraid of Heights
We were originally going to include this song on our last opus ('Touching
the Propeller'), but we didn't quite master it in time for inclusion. Luckily
for 'The Extra Room' though, we managed to tame the beast.
It's a kind of Jazz pop epic about a boy in a very precarious position,
hanging off a 40 ft church steeple, taking stock of his life as you
naturally would. Aye, we've all been there.

Who Poisoned The Food?
El Hombre Dottle got his percussion rig out for this one, which took over
three hours to fully assemble, but it was well worth it. Once the rack was fully secured El Hombre whizzed around with sticks and brushes like a mad sabre tooth tiger, creating an intoxicating rhythm that is the backbone of this groovy track about an arsenicflavoured Sunday roast.

New York Lawns
This punk pop nose bleed rattles along at a fair old rate. It has a
nihilistic lyrical flavour. The basic theme of the song concerns the storing up of useless energy and then "punching a hole in the night". This angle is partly inspired by The Fall song 'Totally Wired' which features the immortal line "Drunk a jar of coffee, and then I took some of these, and now I'm totally wired."

Take a Piece of Heart
This track was co written by Andy Foggin. Ten years ago, me, Andy and Mike were in a calypso pop skiffle revival band called Snoopy on Sax. This song harks back to them days of Thunderbird wine and whiz. However, this more recent tune is laced with grit and the experience of age. As I write tears, I tell you, are flooding from my eyes. God bless all those lost washboard classics.

Feeling like Jack
This track is about feeling jaded and adopting the attitude of Jack
Nicholson. When I was writing the words I was thinking in particular of the antihero he plays in the 70s classic 'Five Easy Pieces'; that old smirk and raised
eyebrow tells of a life lived sometimes by dubious means, but who the hell
wants to live like Tom Hanks? Loser! This song is absolutely dripping in bass guitars.


Rice Cake Rabbit Soul
This song is wild avantgrunge from the Replicant's central pressure
cooker. This tune was originally written for our Pluto Monkey side project and a
more acoustic electro version of it features on 2000's 'Little Brenda:
Bluegrass Mission' album. We decided it had untapped potential and
speedily gave it a muscular rock work out. This will be the album's first single.

Cuckoo Clock
This was written as a tribute to the lady in my life without, I hope, being
overly sentimental because that would surely stink. Luckily once the Lads
got their fist's on it, it became a lovely Lou Reed 'Transformer' era
groove nest, reminiscent in particular I feel of 'Andy's Chest'.

Arctic Sails
This number is a duet between me and our long time collaborator and
honorary Replicant Hypnotique. To my ears it sounds a cross between Tom Waits and Portishead. It tells of a slightly stormy romance between two people that are thrown together, when a gigantic twister hits town, which completely destroys the building they both happen to be in. Love, quite literally on the rocks.

Hold the Guillotine
This Sonic Youthesqe anthem is essentially 2 songs in one, value for money
I assure you. It reflects my "just stop it there" attitude to public execution. It is
also about not giving up when the chips are down, kickstarting your engines
and racing down life's highway like a fearless fool. I think in the trade, this type of track is known as "call to arms". It features some pretty decent harmonies also, just to hammer the message home. listen

Beneath The Waves
A lullaby to close the proceedings. To say too much about it would surely
spoil it. Please feel free to kick back and enjoy. Until next time; let's
knock on some lucky oak.