Description
A middle aged man leaves a house alone in the nighttime. Pensive and uneasy, he walks to a port, sits on a rock near the water to watch the sunrise. He is searching for something: is it love? His past youth? Sunlight? Slowly he drifts to sleep listening to the sound of water lapping against the rocks. So starts Sleep, Baseball Gregg’s sophomore album which recounts a journey from the dusk until dawn, ending with the final song Sunrise: “It’s so late that it’s morning, I hope you don’t mind”.