I feel like I am a secret at the moment. All my musical output is locked in a safe, awaiting release. New material for my project with Bill Ryan, The Eleventh Hour Initiative, is sounding amazing. My creativity is at a peak. So what better time to hark back to the past and suggest an old track for you to listen to? ’50s Teen Flick has a killer chorus. It is a song that is diametrically opposed to something like Colour My Grey Sky in that it took forever to write. Sometimes a quick song is the best. Sometimes, however, a song has to be wrung out of a writhing, screaming corpse. ’50s Teen Flick is that song.