I'm a fan of pulp novels.

Not that I read a lot of them; I just like the covers.

I embarked on a little project a few years ago, wherein I would write a trilogy of songs named after pulp novels.

"Love Addict" and "Hotrod Sinner" appear on the second stoke album, and I've just finished "Reefer Girl". I hope to debut it sometime soon.

I don't necessarily think the lyrical content of these songs is pulpish; like most of my stuff they generally have some personal angle. But the notion of dressing lyrics in the ambience of something so retro and rock 'n' roll appeals to me.

I'd like to write a pulpish novel someday. My only fear is that it would be too lurid.

Having crawled like a spider into a jar, the question is how to get out? On one hand it appears hopeless; the spider can't scale the glass. The spider is reliant on someone letting it out, or on the jar getting knocked over. So the next question becomes: where is the jar?

Is it where someone will see it? Who will see it? A pet, a child? Is it outside, where the wind can blow it over? The spider doesn't know the answer. It has no perspective. But this is where I have an advantage over the spider. In a sense, though trapped in the jar, I can move it where I like. I need to place it where it will be knocked over.

"The world turns within us,
While we transform it,
Fancy words, but true."

George Bowering.

And the thing is, whoever knocks it over will possibly be either very reckless or will possess questionable intentions. They won't necessarily be someone wanting merely to give you your freedom.

But they're your ally nonetheless, at least until you're out.