For a brief moment the songwriting team of Brett Anderson and Bernard Butler were untouchable, flying into the sun with Suede, a group the press famously described as the best band in Britain even before their debut LP had even been released. (And yes, the album was that good). But mid-way through the recording of their sophomore classic, the duo bitterly split, and neither one got custody of the creative spark.  Listen as Martha and Christian discuss the sci-fi lullaby of Brett Anderson’s Coal Black Mornings and the tragedy of what could have been.

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