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to quote my mother: "your father chased the grateful dead and you chase hozier"
Day 6 Song of the Day from my album “Fact From Fiction”
Day 6 Song of the Day:
“Easy”
This is a song that I wrote after a gig at a bar where people were having a great time dancing and singing along and getting really drunk. As a performer and non-drinker I observe the crowd in the bar get progressively sloshed and throw whatever inhibitions they had right out the window. I often find myself thinking: nothing good is going to come of this - Good Lord please keep these people safe!
On this particular night a young woman was dancing in front of the band in a twirling motion which made her shirt fly up revealing a little too much skin. Perhaps that was the idea since she had a few tattoos. She loved what we were playing and along with her friends, kept asking us to play some Grateful Dead. It was a fun night and she and her friends paid a lot of attention to us which made us play louder and better. The audience really matters!!!
I kept thinking about the scene after the gig was over. I wrote about it in my journal and kept thinking about the girl and how drunk she was getting as the night wore on and much innuendo was going on between her friends, the bar and even the band. I thought she was making it easy for someone to pick her up and take advantage of her inebriated state.
I wrote the song from the point of view of one off the band members. It’s an ego thing to think that the people in the audience are directing their attention towards you. They’re not - you could be a record player for all that it matters - as long as you entertain and play what they want to hear. But tis guy starts thinking about it and works it up inside his head to the point where he mentally slaps himself back to reality. It’s not so easy growin’ old.
Take a listen to ‘Easy’
I have a confession...
I saw a story about Jimmy Page dating a 20 something girl and my first thought was "There's still hope that I can bag an old rocker too."
My grandma told me she's a fan of Alice Cooper
this just gets better and better!
Besides, why should anyone care about who's "relevant" to whom, or get all frightened by that ultimate rock-world bogeyman, the threat that you will get old and out of touch? As if there isn't more than enough beautiful music in the world to spend a lifetime listening to without dutifully chasing after whatever a bunch of teenagers happen to like. Nothing makes a person seems quite so embarrassingly old and out of touch as the desperate attempt to imitate what "the kids" are up to.
Relevance, getting old - good old rock issues in January “Why We Fight”, by Nitsuh Abebe, on @pitchfork
Tout cela est beau et pathétique à la fois. Lee Mavers chante juste mais parfois à côté du micro, quand son bassiste, dans le tempo, reste, les yeux exorbités, rivés à son manche de basse comme un robot un peu à la peine.
Les Las reformés en duo pour Rock en Seine : prestation peu convaincante pour @telerama