Single • Released Sep 16, 2022
Written & Produced by Sanny Veloo
Mixed by Darrell Thorpe
Mastered by Raelynn Jannicki
Sanny Veloo: All vocals, lead & rhythm guitars
Nate Barnes: Drums
Sean Hurley: Bass
Ravi Madhavan: Tabla, Harmonium
Abigail Claire: Backing Vocals
This song’s wild journey started back in February 2020—right as the world was flipping upside down. I was living in this tiny loft near the beach in Melbourne, and let me tell you, it was HOT. One afternoon, I came home to find my 2015 MacBook Pro chilling on the coffee table, basking in the sun like it was on a tropical vacation. I went to turn it on and—BAM—burned my fingers! The thing was absolutely fried. The sun straight-up roasted my MacBook. RIP, buddy.
At that point, my “apartment” (if you could even call it that) had basically nothing in it—just the essentials. No TV, no fancy distractions. Just me, a scorched laptop, and my acoustic guitar. With a whole lot of frustration and nothing better to do, I started strumming. And out of that sun-baked disaster, this song was born.
But getting it finished? Oh man, that was a saga. I went through 15 versions—yeah, fifteen. One sounded like Metallica, another was slow blues, and one even had a full-on Green Day “American Idiot” vibe. Honestly, most of them were trash. It wasn’t until I kept throwing away version after version that I finally landed on something that actually felt like me.
The lyrics started as a deep dive into climate change, but as the world spiraled further into pandemic madness, conspiracy theories, and general chaos, the song morphed. It became this tongue-in-cheek look at the noise around us—like, why waste energy on all this nonsense when we could just focus on not being jerks? I mean, seriously, who even cares if the Earth’s flat?
And THEN… came the mixing process. Pure. Torture. I had five different people take a shot at it, and every single mix was just… off. I was losing my mind. Enter Sean Hurley, the bass player on the track. He hit me with, “Hey, I know a guy.” That guy? Darrell Thorpe. Y’know, the 10-time Grammy-winning engineer who’s worked with Paul McCartney, Beck, and Foo Fighters? No big deal. Darrell gave the track a listen, dug it, and agreed to mix it. And HOLY HELL—he nailed it. Everything I’d been struggling to get finally clicked.
And the music video? Oh man, talk about DIY filmmaking at its finest. I directed the whole thing, shot in my tiny apartment with nothing but three green screen blankets from Amazon and some wild ideas. But I wasn’t alone—my mate Sam helped shoot the video, and then Olaf came in and worked some absolute sorcery in Adobe Premiere, adding effects that took it to a whole other level. I still can’t believe how crazy it turned out.
So yeah, this song went through absolute chaos to get here, but it’s out in the world now, and I couldn’t be prouder. Hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed finally getting it done!
It must have been the effects of climate change
Cos when I got home the sun had fried my computer
Now I am stuck in a house at the edge of a rising sea
Surfing without internet
I can’t go out cos I’m in lockdown
All I can hear’s my neighbour coughing though the walls
I’ve been living under a ceiling made of glass but I can’t see
Cos I ain’t got the privilege or power
Hang tight, go with the flow
Although we’re moving backwards and it’s outta control
I don’t believe the truth
When the truth keeps on selling me these lies
Like we’re alright
I don’t believe the truth
When the truth keeps escaping with their crime
Can’t close my eyes
We gotta do something about it
I watched a whiz kid talk about AI
Age 13, working in tech, making shitloads
On and on he spoke like he had a microchip in his brain
But he’s never seen the terminator
Is something recording our conversations
Cos I’ve been seeing all these ads and it looks so… Suss!
How the hell did my phone know that I dreamt of buying a tiger?
Did a teenage hacker steal my data?
Hang tight, go with the flow
Although we’re moving backwards and it’s outta control
I don’t believe the truth
When the truth keeps on selling me these lies
Like we’re alright
I don’t believe the truth
When the truth keeps escaping with their crime
Can’t close my eyes
We gotta do something about it
How bout if we get really high?
So we can exist in the moment
How about we binge watch through our lives?
So we can just be numb and not think!
Hang tight, go with the flow
There are things that I think you should know
There are things that I think you should know
I don’t believe the truth
When the truth keeps on selling me these lies
Like we’re alright
I don’t believe the truth
When the truth keeps escaping with their crime
Can’t close my eyes
We gotta do something about it
Gotta do something about it
Gotta do something about it
Gotta do something about it
Artwork by Maddie Egremont