Here's a demo of a new one, "Asteroid." It is, as I said to a friend a few days ago, a risky song for me: it contains guitar solos that—as I'm working alone—I can't outsource to Charlie; it uses a part of my voice that easily veers into either Cher Impersonator or Slumming Opera Singer; it's about a vulnerable subject; and the whole thing is a structural experiment. AND the build really needs a full drum kit. (The percussion here is me hitting the guitar pickup with an open palm. Have I mentioned that I miss the band? I miss the band.) But now is no time to be shy about art—or anything, really—so what the hell, here it is.
And here's a new one that feels much safer in a lot of ways, "Cat at the Music Box Lounge." (I do not remember where that title came from; the song came from a very specific walk to Chicago's Montrose Saloon in October. That night's performer, Ken Rose, is indeed known as The Voice That Remembers, and you should see him if you can.) Melancholy country is definitely one of my go-to writing forms, and the genre somewhat limits the structural risks you can take. But that also means this one may not go on the new album, which seems to be making experiments all over the place.
And here's a new one that feels much safer in a lot of ways, "Cat at the Music Box Lounge." (I do not remember where that title came from; the song came from a very specific walk to Chicago's Montrose Saloon in October. That night's performer, Ken Rose, is indeed known as The Voice That Remembers, and you should see him if you can.) Melancholy country is definitely one of my go-to writing forms, and the genre somewhat limits the structural risks you can take. But that also means this one may not go on the new album, which seems to be making experiments all over the place.
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