December 27, 2006

Blues Lyrics...

by Chris Randall

Are there any blues-format lyrics that haven't been already written like 71,255 times? I've got this song that has been kicking my ass for like 6 months. It's fully produced and done, but it doesn't have any vocals, because I haven't been able to think of something that isn't derivative of, like, every song ever.

This is especially annoying because it's the very last song for this album, and as soon as I get the vocals recorded, I can move my studio in to the house. (It's cold out here!) Fuck! Shit! Fuck!

UPDATE: Hey, look! The world's most useless web page! I knew I'd find it eventually.



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Dec.31.2006 @ 5:52 PM
note: if the writer/listener calls it a protest song, they've probably missed the point.
also: Some people just don't understand the blues.
When a man sings "I?ve got the blues," it's not because he's a writer. It?s not because he's had a bad day, or he's drunk, or he's cold in Chicago, or whatever. It?s because he's got the god damn blues. If you don't have it, don't fake it. The blues aren't about getting 'em, they're about living them.
There?s creative, artistic blues, where there's a story to tell. Robert Cray is excellent at this. His songs read like a book, feel like a sketch, whatever.
Then there's visceral blues, which just comes out of people. Nothing matters, all bets are off, they can fill an album with the same damn thing thirty times if they want, because they just are the blues and everyone knows it. John lee hooker comes to mind. He?ll make it up on the spot every time, at any time, and it will always be different and exactly the same. Wake him up in the middle of the night, press record, and bingo. Perfect.
There?s infinitely many other blues. It works a million (71,255?) times because it?s personal and there is absolutely no way anyone will do them the same. everyone has got their thing. who are we trying to please anyway?
Either sit down and pour it out, or figure some way to entertain. Play the guitar with your teeth, or tell us how happy you are about getting a job, or getting laid, or getting off the wagon. Tell us it's too cold in Acapulco if you want. Groan some nonsense. Just make it right.
CR, ad-libbing was probably the best thing you could have done. hope it worked out.

Jan.02.2007 @ 4:07 PM
There's only one blues song because that's what Clapton, Beck, friggin' Fleetwood Mac, et al up'd and ran with: the songs they cribbed from Muddy Waters. Prior to WWII, There was a whole world of stuff beyond that one song. Skip James, Charlie Patton, Lonnie Johnson, Blind Blake ...

The blues was killed by the 10-minute guitar solo.


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