Why compose a song in the Bulgarian language? Why anything? I can't truly answer either of these questions but I shall at least endeavour to make a half-hearted attempt to answer the first question...

I was on a meditation retreat in the woods near HMP Whitemoor when an exotic Eastern European melody was born fully-formed in my Fen-Zen frame of mind. I hastened to record the melody into my dictaphone and once I had returned from my retreat to Space Brain HQ, I showed Tico the fruits of my meditative labours.

It became obvious to us both that we needed to bring a much neglected language kicking and screaming into the mainstream via the medium of raga rock and roll. I suggested Bulgarian and Tico barely broke into a sweat as he Google (canoodled) basic Bulgarian phrases. We put the phrases into a somewhat intelligible order and I bust a gut to pronounce each phrase phonetically authentically.

We were so chuffed with the results we decided to spare a couple of the Bulgarian phrases for another song and one of us (I can't remember who but believe it was I, Bri) suggested we bookend the new album with our Bulgarian boppers. This fantasy (unlike others) was fulfilled.

I think Bri has a fairly moderate recollection of this ditty. I am keen to note that Bri did have trouble keeping a steady pace while trying to lay down his acoustic track, so I played the bongos or congas (I cannot remember which) rather wonderfully, just as a metronome. The juxtapositon of the vocal and percussion delighted everyone, so much so, we decided it should make the final recording.

To really mess with the listeners ears I gave the wah pedal a firm stomping for the lead guitar, ensuring bi-curious-confusion for everyone (unless they were already full-on gay).

We were such primaddonnassssms (or however you speel it) at this point in time. Who on earth would sanction a number like this if they had any authority? We would, because we did. And we would do a whole lot more. Corr!