Franc's love letter to Boston; brand new single engineered and produced by Chris Rival; FRANC GRAHAM: guitar, vox PACEY FOSTER: drum loop, turntables, samples, bass CHRIS RIVAL: guitar, backup vox, hammond, so many things... Boston – Franc Graham

In the back of some pickup on 93 Summer night lights in my pretty city Wind in our hair & the sky fulla sea To a party where we didn’t know anybody really Back to the Plough for some Treat Her Right You know it still felt early on a Saturday night Our battle cry 2 am T & maybe Hi-Fi

Oh yeah oh yeah all those years, when my city it was still here To that broken busted town, I bow down…

All you can eat at the Downtown Café And the sweet Charles River later that very same day Meet me at Nuggets & we’ll go to the Rat Late night Deli Haus fries & a frappe Mornin peaches said the old man in Dudley Square Under the railroad tracks when the tracks were still there We figured it out we had time to think Rockin rent control & a tub for a sink

Oh yeah oh yeah, all those years, when the city it was still here To that broken busted town, I bow down…

I had a solo apartment for the very first time And a creepy landlord but y’know he died There was no Zakum bridge, just a Citgo sign Kemore had an edge & Mr. Butch rode by The Garden & Villa Victoria My best friend John can tell the story yeah We slept well & we hoofed it up four flights Cause there were boys to love & there were boys to like Goth kids comin outa Man Ray Chets & the Channel & the Bat Cave Bunny & the 1369 The Orson Wells, Jumpin Jack Flash, who lit those fires…? It’s all for you, Down down I bow down…