I don’t do covers very often. Infact, it’s probably one of the main reasons why my guitar playing is nowhere near as good as it should be given the length of time I’ve actually been doing it. Reproducing other people’s songs just isn’t something that comes naturally.
Anyway, sometimes these things just happen.
Back in another life and another band I shared a stage with these chaps, and it struck a chord tonight for a whole set of reasons, and I thought I’d have a bash.
Check out my massacre of ‘Moving to New York’ by the Wombats below.
moving to ny by unexpectedbowtie
In a wonderful development, the gloriously helpful lady at the Subway depot called me up to say that my keys had been found.
Almost as good as that itself was the wonderful symbolism in the fact that they were handed in in Govan.
To celebrate this, I finished off a track with a long name.. (as well as a Jack Daniels or two)
‘be suspicious of well written lines (they’re the ones they’ve practised)’
is listed up above, along with the others.
After such anticipation for the postman arriving today with a new accordion, the jubilation was dashed upon discovery of dodgy keys, which mean a trip to the post office to fire it back again to the returns people.
Before it got boxed up and put away, it managed to finish off a song in its dying breaths.
‘nice try Rousseau’ has been sitting about for a while looking.. waiting for something to complete it.
And here it is. (Soundcloud)
I thought it was probably appropriate to break the convention of no capitalisation for Mr. Rousseau; him being such a towering figure of the enlightenment and all.