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This has been the worst winter in 20 years where I am. It's still snowing horizontally as I speak. So I wrote a summer song as a big middle finger to the damn cold.
My friend Chris showed up the other day with a terrific two chord song he wrote, so we sat down and blasted it out. He's such a great lyricist with a great rusty voice reminiscent of John Prine. Not the kind of thing I normally do but we had a lot of fun and I love this track. Americana I guess.
Full on frenzied singalong Northern Soul with some spectacularly funktastic drumming from my pal Darrell. Put on your dancing shoes and join in the 'You-oooo's if you want.
After I finished this I went back and listened to the original and, okay, wow, that's kind of different. It gets a little Nashville in the middle, which may have been a mistake. Or not.
A quick sort-of-improv on the Rhodes for this month's challenge. Playing it through my ProCo Rat for a little oomph.
This is the probably most commercial thing I've ever written -- still not sure how I feel about it -- but it was completely accidental. I just had this little 3-3-2 piano riff going and started putting a bassline under it, and the whole thing kind of fell out. I resisted it for months because it seemed so obvious but eventually gave in. Drums are 1-take 3-mics from my drummer but I think they work pretty well. The interesting thing is that the 1-bar piano riff continues through as an ostinato through the whole thing, never changing. I guess it's Coldplay's version of Marvin Gaye's SEXUAL HEALING, or something. A bit of U2 in there too somewhere in the scritch scratch guitar that comes in in the second verse.
Pretty much finished version of this sketch I posted previously. Our drummer is going to put live drums in but we're still trying to figure it out... other than that it's mostly done. Sort of sits in a strange space between studio one, funky soul and white boy reggae circa 1977.
Holy crap, this is rough. On the knife edge between soul and reggae, neither of which I'm qualified to sing, but part of my ongoing project to write songs people actually want to listen to.
Rumours of my death were apparently exaggerated. Blame the Farfisa.