It started as an expression of feeling slightly out of alignment with the current mood. There were 'edgy' photographs taken on late night trains returning from seeing bands in London and posted on social media under the title 'the unaccompanied part 1'... and so on. But there was something more to it. Friends started asking: 'and how are the unaccompanied these days?' It grew. It was an attitude, a feeling of dislocation, of serene displacement from the normal and acceptable. Then the feeling was made sound. Guitar but acoustic, songs of alienation but longing for acceptance, though not at any cost... The songs are bare, they are stripped back: chords and voice, no augmentation, no effects, standing alone. The concept pure, the performance vital. We are all alone together. We are the unaccompanied.