after looking at my b&w image of the cenotaph, and contemplating the blood & spirits spilled in all our 'glorious' conflicts - i revisited this one (and thats the 'sanguine mood' i was in) - and started playing. i guess the red stems from the fact that every time we enter the underground here in london, you never really know whether you'll come up. now, isn't that a cheery thought ;-)