At what point do you take a collection of songs that are independent of each other, written over months and changes in preference, and meld them into some sort of coherent ‘album’ form?
Or do you have to bother?
Regardless, it’s now a new year, and here’s a song that was technically all recorded in 2010, but for argument’s sake, since it was finished today, it counts as the first of 2011.
fancy a raw fish on a string?
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.
unexpectedbowtie 