Okay, so this blog is supposed to be dedicated to fiction and philosophy, but I’m out of ideas on both fronts. So I’ve decided to throw a little randomness in here and do something I haven’t done since high school—record a song. For you. All of you. (This is where I hold my palm up to my brow and blink into the blinding spotlight.)
I used to write my own music when I was too young to have anything to say, and since then I’ve given up on those efforts. Now I content myself to mess up other people’s songs while I knock down a few beers. Here we go…
This is Ray LaMontagne’s You Are the Best Thing
NOW WAIT. Before you click on the “play” button, let me warn you…the sound is crap. I recorded this on my iPod with my head down while reading the music on my kitchen counter, so any time I move, the sound obviously moves with me. No mics, nothing.
NOW WAIT. It’s just an audio file because I didn’t want to be caught with the stank face:
NOW WAIT. My singing’s all pitchy. My guitar playing devolves into knuckle-scraping strumming because I cut my nails too short.
NOW WAIT. I also changed everything in the song. So it’s not really the same chords. It’s super simplified.
NOW WAIT WAIT WAIT…Don’t listen to it. I’m scerd.
Okay. Listen. But keep it at a low volume. Trust me on this.