Paul Tedeschi
Written and recorded in under 30 minutes. An extension of the old Johnny Cash line "I shot a man just to watch him die." Sort of.
My kids are loud, obnoxious, boisterous, annoying, distracting, demanding . . . and I still love them.
Could be a song about a vagrant who landed on Martha's Vineyard one summer, attracting tens of thousands of curious tourists. Or not.
My first experiment with Garageband software.
So Dwight Engen, Seth Bata and Jonny Prouty were having this awesome jam session on a porch in North Carolina when this redneck geek shows up outa nowhere. Fortunately for us, the virtual tape was rolling . . .
Your standard "Appreciate-What-You've-Got-While-You-Still-Can" Song
The opening of this song is another demo recorded in my car. Some day I'm going to replace the cheesy bass sound. Written June 2003.
I wrote and recorded this song around Thanksgiving 2003. It's funny because when I listen to this song now, it's as though my words were somehow channelled from a future me in other words, the present 2009 me.
Standing on the front porch. Looking over the sea. Waving our magic wands. My little sister and me.
The perspective of a hard-living dead guy. Inspired by the recent demises of Warren Zevon, Johnny Cash and Keith Richards. No wait, Keith's not dead yet.
A quick, don't think too much about it, don't wake the kids with your gawdawful singing, have a little more eggnog, written and recorded in one night Xmas-related Song.
March 2003. Mom died and I started writing songs again.