RW is a tortured soul and it comes out in his voice.

Isn't the point of this song that he's gone to live in Berlin where there is a thriving culture with which he feels more comfortable? I must say that reading the lyrics did make me wince a couple of times.

RW is rather like Marmite: love or hate - no half measures.

dj


(For those not familiar with the great British invention Marmite, it is a yeast extract bi-product of the brewing industry that is best eaten spread thinly on toast, or incinerated, depending on your popint of view.)