Debut SINGLE from Thought Creature's TOTAL RECALL EP (also out on Crystal Magic MAY 2012).

It's late, the signs on the highway suggesting you should "take a break or die" have finally sunk in as you close your eyes and almost veer off of the road. There is hardly any traffic this time of night, but you are still a good two-hours from home. You eventually pull in under a canopy of trees, figure you'll rest your eyes for 20 minutes then find a service station, load up on SNACKS.

As you drift off, the radio begins to sound more distant. Guitars swirl around your peripheral vision, stalking you like a wayward siren begging you out to sea. You feel your heartbeat, or at least you think it's yours, announcing an arrival. You're falling. There in your car seat, eyes closes, pounding down. A wave crashes over you, your drowning and sinking, the siren has you in a tremendous embrace. You aren't worried. Two dudes swim up to you, underwater dudes, surrounded in a purple fog. Maybe you are not sinking after all. You fumble with the belt buckle. You drift out. A great whale glides past, he doesn't care about you or the dudes. The dudes seem to think whales look cool but beckon you onward, drifting through sea or smoke into a murky green distance.

Oh sweet the sirens here, she is hanging out on a couch with a few other underwater people. The dudes leave you in this cosmic lounge as they stand behind what you assume is musical equipment. They start jamming out, or joining in on an existing session, "it's hard to tell when you're dreaming" you begin to think. "Wow, I think I know this song" you guess as you join the party crowd who are all finding their own taz to romp in. "Yeah!" you start thinking as the whale drifts by spinning smoke patterns up into the lounge. Dancing in midair, who would have thought it'd be so easy. Lost in the dance you close your eyes despite the cool stuff around you.

Your legs feel restricted. You open your eyes, you're sat in your car as a large truck rumbles past you. Late night chill fogs the windscreen. The stereo makes a mechanical noise and a COMPACT DISC ejects from the player. Confused you take the disc. The words "THOUGHT CREATURE" are scrawled across it's surface.