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So I wrote Dried Leaves at about this time last year.... I can see those same little crispy leaves floating about, on the ground again, on folks' cars, in the folds of my clothes and my hair. As I get ready to go back to school, I'm enjoying a quick look-back on the subjects of my writing this summer: Tornadoes and rain, freedom, collections, mandolins, winks, parties, being a woman, the existence of love, and... I've poured through the english language to find everything that rhymes with bacon. Yes bacon. Because it's yummy. These are some of the tunes that may appear in the coming year. I love how they take time. I love how some of them grow like weeds, while others swell slowly on the drawing-board... or music stand, as the case may be. I love how some of them have many versions that excite me for different reasons. Making music is fun! Glad to be sharing with you all.
Just played at an open mic at McKenzie's on Bloor. So fun! I forget how fun it is to just go and play with no preconceived show nonsense. There's a whole community out there, and the joy is in sharing the tunes and enjoying the contributions and feedback from other artists. And what a gorgeous day, as the sun sets over High Park. Recently, I've played at several parties and over some memorable campfires, but the live experience is invigorating..... saving all the precious moments for the studio, and leaving the music raw for the barflies. Rock on.
I see dance. Cars. Driving. Firelight. And starlight. Any thoughts? Let me know what you see in your mind's eye for this song.
Nothing like being off the clock. Nothing like rising when the sun comes up and going to bed when you're tired. And nothing at all like being between places on a journey, somewhere on the route, and nowhere specific. I've just returned from such an epic vacation, and to pay tribute to the wonders of summer holidays, my song "The Traveller" will be reissued this week. Previously recorded by The Only Royals, this new version takes it into a new environment. The riffs make me want to dance. Spynn really outdid himself playing several superb guitar lines. This track'll make you want to wear cowboy boots. Look out!
Wait for it..... kickin' it country! I just went shopping for a couple rinestone belts and Stampede shirts. (Yes, Tyrone... they're clean) Broke out my cowboy boots and and classic cowgirl hat to play a gig. Very country. Lots of pancakes. Working on the final touches of a country tune I previously recorded with The Only Royals.... except this time, the riff will make you want to dance. Don't be afraid to hop in your pick-up, call your posse and get together at the barn. Amazingly, cowboy boots are in fashion in the East these days, so I know the world is ready for this! You'll have to wait though. A few more days... next week maybe.... Yippeeyayeeeeee!
Showcasing stunning guitar stylings by Spynn, Three Little Words will be posted in a few days. Really enjoyed working on this one. The seeming simplicity of the tune tempted us to complicate the delivery in several ways...I was drawn to blusify the vocal, and Spynn had some strong musical ideas too. Then we had to pull it all out of the mix to expose the essential. Tune it perfectly, then walk away! Look for the 3 little words! I tempt you to notice the two major chords that are carefully placed...... This track was written for all kinds of lovin!
Last year, I was walking through my building, passing cars in the parkade, where I've developed quite a crush on a car that isn't mine. It's so cute! It's a black Acura that I've secretly named Sammy. I feel like I'm betraying the devotion to my Subaru that is the true object of my affection. But Sammy's people take good care of him, and his paint job remains alluringly glossy and slick. On this particular day, Sammy was covered in tiny orange and yellow leaves and just looked like he'd blown in from a fall whirlwind. ...."Dried leaves.... in the parking lot..." my mind started. And so the original sin that began the writing of Dried Leaves is my crush on somebody else's car. Sweet Sammy.
I've had a request for some happy songs. I daresay I have a few on the way. I think of some of the most famous happy songs... "Don't Worry, Be Happy" comes to mind. "Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life." Also "Don't Stop"(thinking about tomorrow) by Fleetwood Mac, and "Golden" by Jill Scott. Definitely "Que Sera" and "I Can See Clearly Now". And so many more!!! I like my happy songs because I can play them anywhere and they are enjoyably received. Alternatively, songs that have certain flavours of bittersweet, touch only those whose taste is already acquired. But everyone knows happiness. My next song to post is a pretty happy one. "Dried Leaves" is about positive change and thoughtfulness. It makes me happy to sing it, and I see people on the journey with me when I do. Enjoy!
Searing rock'n blues guitars and bass by Spynn, an original and erie bedtrack idea by Gus, and a set of deeply visceral lyrics I wrote (as a response to 9-11) come together in this vicious track. This one is one of my faves and I'm really happy to finally have the opportunity to share it with the world. Let me know if you like it! Several years ago, this tune made a live appearance with the help of the Aliens and a stellar independent drummer (anyone remember his name?) at Trembita in Toronto. There may be video out there somewhere. Draw Me Out was also used by Unbridled Aerial Works for their acrobatic duet "Passion".
Today, I'm working through a song about a heroic act that I saw today. It really moved me. Two guys, sitting in the window of a restaurant, saw an accident across the street and bolted to go help an old lady who had fallen hard and really hurt herself. The boys were the first people to her side and totally stayed with her until she was taken care of. Back at the restaurant, another customer who was moved by their actions, asked if she could pay for their lunch. Another act of goodheartedness. Wow. This event really stirred happy tears in me. So cool. Amongst truly good people.