"An artist with a vision of creating more than just a formulaic pop song. A breathtaking nugget just waiting to be discovered" - [Charlotte Dryden - The Fly]

Chris McConaghy aka Our Krypton Son hails from Derry, Northern Ireland where he first cut his first musical teeth with psychobilly art-rockers Red Organ Serpent Sound. Having graduated unscathed from those rambunctious ranks, Chris established his songwriting credentials as an acoustic solo act sharing stages with David Kitt, Gemma Hayes, Jape and Cashier No. 9 around the Irish club circuit. Gathering plaudits as a writer of note, Chris gathered close musician friends together in early 2010 to create Our Krypton Son and record a debut album of the same name, from which this lead single is taken.

Recorded in a large industrial warehouse (an asphalt roofing factory to be precise) and produced by Sam Williams (Supergrass, Plan B, The Noisettes, Tricky, Kula Shaker and The Go Team), Our Krypton Son's muse traverses the songscapes of Wilco, Costello, Bowie, Waits and Orbison. McConaghy's voice is at times fragile and glacial and on occasion shimmers romanctically in rare, Irish sunlight. "There isn't a central concept lyrically on the album," states Chris "memory, time, love, death, work, jealousy - the usual shit really."