Ireland has always been stylised as this vulnerable, innocent woman that must be protected at all costs. And my relationship with Ireland is that of a bad, toxic boyfriend. there's a lack of honesty surrounding our collective view of the country right now. So that's what I think the album cover is about. Truth
IS coming out of the well to
shame mankind, but behind her is a hyper romanticized version of Blanchardstown Shopping Centre. The shopping centre analogy is that they're terrible for us, but I love them.
