It’s a little disturbing that my super-on-the-nose political diatribe songs from Crashing Plains are even MORE relevant today. That is scary.
This song was from a very brief period where we had a 2nd guitarist, Brad. Brad whose last name I can’t even remember because I’m a jerk.
I was frustrated at the time with the sound of Crashing Plains, I was hearing other things, and so we added a second guitarist. Was a bit of a mis-fire and not because Brad wasn’t a good guitar player – he was- or not a nice guy – he was a super nice guy. Just wasn’t a great fit, my bad. My songwriting changed a little after Brad left the band, for the better, so all in all I think it was a worthy experiment.
We didn’t actually play this song that much live. It’s also a song I forgot even existed…I wrote a song after Crashing Plains broke up with the same title that I played a lot solo and occasionally with Bill Coffey as well, so who I saw this title on a tape I assumed it was that one. But nope – it’s me ranting about something I could just as easily be ranting about right now.
Recorded this song with the great Earle Mankey, who produced a few pretty amazing artists like, oh, The Runaways, Concrete Blonde, The Dickies, Sparks…ya know, as ya do. Also engineered albums for…um…Elton John, Helen Reddy, The Cramps…and The Beach Boys! He has some amazing ‘in the studio’ stories from those sessions. More on that later. I also got to sing back-up on some albums recorded there, including by my favorite Durango 95, the great band founded by my friend Frank Barajas.
Earle was a blast to record with, just the nicest guy.
These were the sessions that led me to a record deal with the man who produced the South African sessions for Paul Simon’s Graceland album.
More on THAT fiasco (mine, not Paul Simon’s – his album turned out pretty good) in posts-to-come.
Hey hey, another Mr. Lonely song.
Here’s another one of my “Mr. Lonely” songs. I recorded my buddy Ralph Huntley playing through the song on piano (about a million years ago) and I then added vocals (about a million years ago).
I stumbled onto this on a CD – I’d forgotten that we’d recorded this (and a few others as well).
I just now added a little reverb, and the very short bit of strings at the end.
Someday I’m going to play some of the Mr. Lonely songs live.
I have a show coming up, just confirmed and uh, just remembered.
May 21st at Turn Turn Turn here in NE Portland.
Another ‘shoulda been a hit!’
Maybe it was on Earth 2.
This is the Third Man lineup, with me and Bill Coffey on guitars and vocals, Jason Bays on bass and Tim Lauterio on drums.
Another song with multiple recordings / versions. This song is also on the Live at Neurolux album (available on iTunes!) and an acoustic version of me and Bill is around here somewhere. This was and is one of the most fun songs to sing live – one of those tunes where when Bill and I are in sync, it’s like we’re both singing lead at the same time.
From 1988’s Kamikaze Gospel.
Got a couple screams in there at the end.
Moody tremolo in the desert.
Deserts figure into a lot of my songs for some reason.
Probably because they’re ready-made metaphors waiting to be unpacked, and the extremes lend themselves to comparison to the human condition.
If one were inclined to write about the human condition, of course.
As always, great harmonies and inventive, energetic bass from Rick.