I think I was in Dijon when, besides watching the Jan. 6 hearings, I listened to interviews with Michael Stipe of REM—brilliant, fascinating, inspiring. Asked about this song, now my new release Losing My Religion, he brushed it off as a light story about a crush at a party. You never know—but . . . To me it captures the most difficult of intimate or family relationships, when everything you do is wrong and makes things worse; you walk on eggshells, tense and fatally self-conscious, self-sabotaging. To the person with all the power, who controls your love, you’re insignificant—almost like an insect. This song captures that terrible loneliness, for me. Fefe Lee: guitars, bass, synth; Paul Tavenner, drums