This is post 3 of 30 featuring live, single-take demos of each of the 30 songs I’m considering for my upcoming studio album. Each potential album tune is accompanied by a B-Side, to make each post a virtual 45 single (remember those?).
I don’t have too much voice after my night of covering over an hour of open mic time, so tomorrow’s foray should be pretty entertaining. But, first, tonight’s.
Song #208: Real You (live demo)
Never previously recordedIn spring of 2007 I got the idea that I was going to write a song about each person I knew, but when this one came out first I realized it might not be such a great idea.
Song #182: Let It Be (live demo)
Never previously recordedI wrote this perfectly serviceable, sweet song in May 2004 – two weeks before writing “A Little Bit.” Considering that I wound up quoting that song in my wedding vows, it isn’t entirely surprising that this one fell by the wayside. I’m happy to finally hear it.
If you dig one (or both) of these songs, please leave a comment – your feedback will have a big effect on the songs I ultimately choose for the album.
apparently I can’t decide where to leave my comments… stupid facebook
anyway, I think let it be is a PERFECT b-side. like the way “how can you be sure” is a perfect b-side. see, now I want to go listen to the fake plastic trees single right now.
“Let It Be” gets a bum rap because (a) it doesn’t have chorus, and (b) E and I are in a never-ending debate about the merit/appropriateness of making guitar references in my songs. She especially doesn’t like it when they are in her songs.
I rebut that the guitar is a fundamental part of our relationship. After E it’s next closest thing to me (other than my blog, and we certainly don’t need songs about that), and sometimes I have to reference it to exemplify the dissonance.
Point being, she vociferously dislikes this one, which is why it’s so rare.
PS: I think the only other song to emerge completed from the scuttled “Real You” songwriting project was the one about you that I played last time I was in NYC.
I suppose I tend to like self-referential things — like poems that talk about themselves, songs about guitars. ;)