09/15/2026
Lapsang’ is an ode to Montreal’s Little Italy neighborhood and the years I spent there, waiting for the 55 bus. It’s named after my favourite, impossibly smokey blend of tea, which has the most sing-song of names: Lapsang Souchong.
The riff and verse were written during an ice storm, where the resulting power outage forced me to write most of the song without a computer. The frozen tree tendrils looked a lot like the leaves of the tea I was brewing, prompting a working title that would never be changed.
Later, Rosie and I would record separate melodies for the chorus in the studio, only to realise they could be woven together seamlessly.
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