I can guarantee that in the realm of art where we store our stories, melodies and tapestries, there are far more beginnings than endings. Ideas are furiously spun daily and so many fall by the wayside and are forgotten.

Going through my expanding catalogue of work, it is incredible how many beginnings I have, each calling out to be finished if I could find the time and the will to devote myself to them.

If one wants to ever shore up a story good and fast, the classic route is to surrender it to a dream. Dream's don't need rules or reasons. It is every English teachers nightmare to be presented with stories ending with '... but it was all a dream'.

The musical equivalent? Perhaps a fade out, though it remains a lot more classy than '... but it was all a dream'. Maybe the ending of the 'Countdown' clock tune is the ultimate musical cop-out, sounding ironically like a death rattle. Given the choice though, I'd happily just stop the tune when I've run out of ideas, cry 'play me some filler, Johnny', and have these guys finish every song for me...