There is a story behind this song. I'll leave it at that for now.
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Moonlight shined through the trees in the woods
A barred owl called and I understood
Nocturnal presence flew silently by
I tried…
Neil Young said once that the guitar gives you the song. This was written on a requinto, a six-string tuned a fourth above a standard guitar. Thanks to Terri Hendrix and Lloyd Maines for inspiration.
Using a technique copped from David Byrne (similar to the process Jagger and Richards call "a vowel movement"), this tune began as a riff and chords, then as melody with nonsense syllables until some words volunteered to occupy the lyric space.
Walked into the rehearsal room one September first, banged out the major chords on fresh strings, found the 6/8 meter, and thought of friends whose relationship was being severely tested.
Guess I just needed to say something ......
Well, the line's been drawn, we'll ignore and we'll invade,
It's best if you run, or get on your knees and pray,
After midnight, bullets…
Guess I just needed to say something ......
Well, the line's been drawn, we'll ignore and we'll invade,
It's best if you run, or get on your knees and pray,
After midnight, bullets…
Yep... Not much to say really... But I like how you've done it... Those chords in the chorus/refrain, moves the vibe from "triumphant" to "empty" as you deliver the line.
This is a story about the Ojibwa migration to Chequamegon Bay area in Wisconsin. Inspired by a vision, the Anishinabeg (Original People) or Anishinabe (Refering to One Person) migrated west to where the food grew on the water (wild rice) and…
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I like the "leave it at that for now" intro! Let the listener fill in the background; you've sketched out the foreground quite nicely.
Neil Young said once that the guitar gives you the song. This was written on a requinto, a six-string tuned a fourth above a standard guitar. Thanks to Terri Hendrix and Lloyd Maines for inspiration.
A story song; everybody needs a story song in the repertoire.
Using a technique copped from David Byrne (similar to the process Jagger and Richards call "a vowel movement"), this tune began as a riff and chords, then as melody with nonsense syllables until some words volunteered to occupy the lyric space.
Walked into the rehearsal room one September first, banged out the major chords on fresh strings, found the 6/8 meter, and thought of friends whose relationship was being severely tested.
Written so long ago (1983 or so?), when I was listening to a lot of REM.
God, I wonder how we let it go so wrong.
Yep, a true story.
Isn't the music business full of cautionary tales? "Be careful what you wish for!"
Sure, it's a borrowed rhythmic trope, so what? :-)
I think I fell short, although I was aiming pretty high -- Otis Redding, maybe? As it is, it's not in Redding territory, but I'm okay with that.
Love, you are the air that I breathe.
Gospel for the rest of us?
The requisite nostalgic elegy.
The opener must be uptempo, right?
Great song written about a horrific event. I never thought I’d see this kind of thing happen in the world.
Sweet groove for the weekend !
Yep... Not much to say really... But I like how you've done it... Those chords in the chorus/refrain, moves the vibe from "triumphant" to "empty" as you deliver the line.
Sexy
Well done!