And what does Barnett do on this island? Well, sometimes she sits and thinks; sometimes she just sits.
Mr Paul's getaway takes the form of a high-rise rooftop (he's not planning to jump; he's just there to get some clarity and imagine he's playing SimCity); his author seems to be searching for a slightly cosier nook*, but ultimately, both Courtney Barnett and Oliver Paul have roughly the same goal.
Throughout this album, it's made clear (via the ever-reliable medium of perky indie rock) that Courtney Barnett's ambitions closely mirror those of the very first person mentioned in the album's very first song. Both she and Oliver Paul are simply looking for somewhere to sit and build pyramids out of Coke cans instead of worrying about computers and additives and death by lorry drivers who don't indicate.
*"I'd rather stay in bed with the rain over my head," she sings in Nobody Really Cares If You Don't Go To The Party.