"I try not to explain songs all that much. Because, I’ve had the experience of thinking a song was about one thing, and being all for it, and then reading something about the artist where they’ve said ‘that’s actually about taking my cat to a vet". - Annie Erin Clark (Born: September 28, 1982)



Lebla: Hello. Ammmm... yes, so, though we get the feeling this family has good intentions about what they're doing at the beginning, you get the impression this isn't the first time they've kidnapped.

Ian Kibbey: Lo. Oh Yeah. Mhm. Everyday I´m shufflin´! If you take a good look, there are some bones and tattered hats at the bottom of the grave-- maybe it has been re-dug recently. We wanted the family to have a sadness to them, but the distance from victim to aggressor is very short. They want a mom, and this person might work out. If she doesn't, they'll fucking kill her...

Corey Creasey: ...Or they'll get a new one!!! What? Yes, oh sorry, Ian, but may I say something? Good. Well, the mom is disposable. It feels like the family is frozen in time. We wanted the kidnapping scene to be violent, but we also wanted the family to be likable and not your quintessential serial killers.

Lebla: Why do you think Annie's character stays with this family?



Ian Kibbey: It gets complicated when you realize that the front door is not locked. It's almost like Stockholm syndrome where she wants to be accepted and provide what these people need. Why does everybody set themselves up for disappointment?! Why do people return to the same place for fucking Christmas when they know fucked up shit is going to happen? We're gluttons for punishment. Fuck, let´s just go to the carnival guys. Festivities include fucking calypso, soca and steelpan performances, many of them in large, competitive formats.

lebla: Form hats?

Ian Kibbey: Go fuck yourself.




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