When I started writing songs on bass in 2011 I felt like it gave me some kind of power, I really believe just holding a bass makes you emotionally stronger, you just feel instantly like a badass, the weight of the instrument that you’re holding feels substantial, the depth of the tone, the simplicity in the notes. There’s weirdly so much in that stuff. It’s an incredibly empowering instrument and a useful tool when finding your voice and getting in touch with your feelings. I found a new voice for myself when I started writing on bass, it was writing on bass that led to songs like this. I found it such an important way for me to express myself and lots of the heartache I was going through during my 20s. So many songs about bad choices, bad love, bad endings. ‘Try to forget’ feels like the Girl Talk (my 3rd album) era to me. There are still songs from the Girl Talk era coming out of me and still so many locked away in a chamber. It’s a time that was so formative for me, I was dealing with true independence, facing demons, facing bad guys, making bad choices. It felt a bit like Buffy season 5. I felt I was facing the world and was seeing it’s dark underbelly, realising I was an adult but still just a girl underneath. Music has always been the best way for me to deal with my life and this was never more true during this era. I love still being able to access that moment and feeling, it’s youthful, rebellious and angsty, it’s still in my stomach. ‘Try to forget it’ was written in a rehearsal room, there’s a ton of songs written in dingy dark rooms with dirty old amps and microphones, sounds of drums coming through the walls from other bands, cold damp rooms, bad lighting and bad air. I love spending time in these caves and playing for hours, sometimes nothing comes of it but every now and then you catch onto something you’re playing with and it becomes a song, that’s what happened with 'Try to forget it', it was just an afternoon in a rehearsal room jamming on the bass. ‘Try to forget it’ is a punk love disaster song, written on bass about the car crash you know is coming. In love with someone that doesn’t have respect for you? in love with someone that has hurt you already? You try to forget it, try to make excuses for them and their actions despite knowing better. You make your own bed and you lie in it, you’re aware you should change the sheets, you should probably burn the bed and move house, but you’re not ready. Something is making you stay. Somehow you’re stuck. Only you can choose to walk away. Is it hedonism or self destruction that keeps you entangled? Is it your own sickness, some kind of addiction. I feel like for so many years I put myself in situations and relationships that I couldn’t seem to escape from. I knew they weren’t going to end well “I see you in my rear view mirror” I knew what was coming, yet I’m not sure I was aware I could change anything. So I stayed until the bitter end. This song was written in the middle of those feelings, the midst of my own struggle with personal boundaries, self respect. I clung to my bass as it made me feel powerful and I feel like it helped me release a lot of these thoughts, I just couldn’t quite hear myself. This song feels like a driving song to me, written about toxic love, a car crash you know is coming. You just keep trying and eventually you realise you can walk away, but until then, find a punk love disaster song that brings you some comfort.