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The Hardest Thing
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Experimental country song with strange lyrics. Kinda emo.
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Singer/songwriter combining the imagery of Bob Dylan's lyrics with B.B. King guitar playing, Neil Young's harmonica, and a Johnny Cash voice to create something
Lester is a singer/songwriter who's lyrical style has been described as "throwing a bucket of paint at a wall to see what happens." In reality, his songs are bluesy and his lyrics paint interesting pictures with unique turns of phrase. He combines the imagery of Bob Dylan's lyrics with B.B. King guitar playing, Neil Young's harmonica, and a Johnny Cash voice to create something that might be called CountryBluesFolkRock. Originally from Maine, Lester currently lives with his wife, two kids and four cats in the middle of Florida, which is exactly like Maine... just a hell of a lot warmer.
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Genre
Country • Alternative Country
Charts
#7,123 today Peak #186
#1,229 in subgenre Peak #35
Author
Lester Norton
Rights
2006 Lester Norton
Uploaded
April 11, 2006
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MP3 2.7 MB • 128 kbps • 2:57
Story behind the song
On this one, I experimented with a dropped-D tuning on the guitars to get that droning ethereal sound. It moves the song forward and creates tension, making you think, "When are the drums coming in?" In fact, this is one of the simplest songs on the record. It's just two guitars. The lyrics come from another line suggested by my writer friend where she referred to her son and his guitar as a "teenage troubadour."
Lyrics
The Queen of Hearts unlocked the door "Let in the teenage troubadour," she said "I wanna hear him sing." I asked her why. She turned away. He breathed a sigh and took the stage alone And he began to sing All I ever wanted was to hold you All you ever wanted wasn't me The dreams I held inside and never told you Tell me now to just let you go free And it's the hardest thing The Queen just smiled and closed the door I walked across the sawdust floor and left Into the empty lane Now as the teenage troubadour Strums his new guitar, I walk alone In the pouring rain All I ever wanted was to hold you All you ever wanted wasn't me The dreams I held inside and never told you Tell me now to just let you go free And it's the hardest thing
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