Here is an older song called Compliments re-recorded and sounding as great as ever. I wrote this song while walking around downtown Toronto and randomly complimenting beautiful women and then not asking for phone numbers. My room-mate can be heard doing dishes at the very beginning.
The b-side is a new song that I just wrote a few days ago while missing a girl. It's sentimental as fuck. The third verse is taken from This Must Be the Place by Talking Heads.