It was not my intention to write a tune specifically to go with this episode, but just before we recorded it, I did get this sort of disco thing going in my head, and jotted down some lyrics, and it just wouldn't let me alone. I waited until it was too late to get anyone to help me with the recording, but the song is goofy enough that I don't know that it required full band treatment anyway.
Here's the concept: a scumbag husband (and keep in mind that my wife's doing graduate studies in domestic violence, so I get to hear plenty of stories of manipulation and cruelty) uses Popper's theory to defend his cheating and neglect and all: love is not supposed to be science, so it's not falsifiable, so you can't prove that I don't love you, so ha!
Hope dig it... be sure to listen through to the end where it gets a bit creepy and a whole arrangement shows up for like 5 seconds.
“Hope dig it… be sure to listen through to the end where it gets a bit creepy and a whole arrangement shows up for like 5 seconds.”
I have to ask is the slowing creepy riff a Neil Young spin-off?
Mark Linsenmayer says
I was thinking more Pink Floyd’s “Breathe,” but that’d work.
Maxx Bartko says
This has got to be one of my all-time favorites from the end-of-episode tunes, especially the rendering of totalitarianism in a domestic setting. Love it, as well as the rest of the episode. I can’t wait for the Kuhn and I hope you do some Lakatos.
Mark Viscid Gillis says
This is certainly the best end song yet. Very amusing, great work.