ARTIST: Toy Love
My job was to sing. Up there, stranded without an instrument to hide behind, I woulda got dead bored (dead) without a great band around me. They were great. I was lucky.
My only other real duty was to come up with the lyrics. The rest of 'em would provide all the musical muscle, the chords and often, embedded somewhere in a bass line, a shard of guitar noise or something less obvious, a melody. Everyone contributed - equally and in an atmosphere of complete trust - to the proceedings, myself included. Very seldom would anyone question my choice of lyrics. That was my area, trespassers would be barely tolerated. - Chris Knox 2005
