If you listen to only one track on the new Brass Camel (2026) album, make it this one: “Catch Us If You Can.”

The greatest two minutes of prog that you will hear this year begins at the three-minute mark of the song. Enjoy it at maximum volume! We’re talking YYZ-level greatness here.

Today we are highlighting even more of the superb lyrics on Brass Camel (2026), continuing with our two-week commentary on each one of the album tracks. We will conclude this week with our album review. (Spoiler alert: The amazing solos break on “Catch Us If You Can” makes it our favourite track!)

Here’s Daniel Sveinson of Brass Camel (electric guitar and vocals) on the eighth track of the album:

This song, without a doubt the most “prog” song of the album, was written at the last minute, days before we went out on tour.

Throughout the past couple of years, we’ve done very few cover songs in complete form, but we have thrown in lots of short snippets from songs that really tear it up such as Gino Vanelli’s “Brother to Brother,” Al di Meola’s “Elegant Gypsy Suite,” or Rush’s “La Villa Strangiato.”

Before heading out on tour I was thinking it would be nice to write our own piece that turns up the shred-dial so we can play a fully original set while still letting loose with some more technical material.

This one was written in a morning, fueled by espresso and a deadline.

The intro to the song had given me spy-movie vibes, so I doubled down on that with a set of lyrics about espionage, subterfuge, and the recent political tensions inspired by the current stateside administration, and filled with allusions to the War of 1812.

I’d hate to imagine a scenario where the U.S. invades Canada or annexes it by other means.

Militarily I’m sure we’d be walked over in hours or days, but the decades to follow would be a nightmare; can you imagine how difficult it would be to prevent infiltration?

Us friendly liberal Canucks would surely make the Viet Cong seem like fuckin’ Teletubbies.

We look the same, we sound the same, we share so many customs… catch us if you can.

Don’t put us on a list, U.S.A. This is a work of fiction.

Relevant lyrics:

“Don’t you recall feeling the breeze blow

watching the sky glow above the fog

burning timbers of the big house

looks like it’s lights out in the navy yard

two people of the same face

vying for the same place

but one don’t belong

effortless amalgamation

sabotage

infiltration

you should have known after the first time

that once again we’d draw a hard line

and slip right through your hands

catch us if you can”