A fresh vinyl rip of yet another Pickwick/33 knock-off. BTW, Ol' Mondo appreciates those select few of you who take the time to comment ... but I know there are literally thousands who download from this site without leaving so much as a word. It'd be nice to know what you think. And if you have an album you'd like to share that fits with what I am doing here, please do. Put it this way: without your active involvement there's really no point in me continuing with this, capice?
Our conversation moves in circles
And so do the hands of the clock
We sound like we are saying something
But it's all only idle talk
Mel says love is spiritual
But some of us disagree
Some get a kick out of being kicked
Every beater needs a beatee
I got a dream in me
That nothing can quite kill
You may try to squash me
I know that's where you get your thrill
And I am gonna get myself up
And shake off these cliches
And I will see myself clear
Living in better days
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Here's a collection of tracks you won't find on my Bandcamp page. It's my very first solo album, recorded over the course of several years (starting around 2002) at Woolly Mammoth Sound here in Boston. When I began this project, I'd not thought about writing songs in about 20 years, but with the encouragement and help of Dave Westner (who plays all over thing), I found myself slowly flexing that muscle again. Some of these tunes, like "Sensitive Boy," "Nobody," and "Hard Won" were written as far back as the late 1970s for my old band, Catch 22 (these versions were rerecorded for this album). The song "True" goes pretty far back as well, and was transferred from a crummy old cassette into the digital realm, where I added new instruments and vocals. I have a great fondness for these songs; they may not be my absolute best, but they were my starting point. This album goes out to Bob Gartland (my old songwriting buddy) and Natalia Cooper, who provided backing vocals and sang a spine-shivering lead on "Everyone's Gone to the Moon."
As a side note, this record was named after my old web site, which, curiously, has now been hijacked by a Japanese company selling hair tonic. Why they stole my domain name - and why they think it is appropriate for their products - I will never know. It's a crazy old world.
You shut the door
You turned the key
Never looked back into that darkened room
Never looked back at me
You left a note
You left it blank
No explanation given, no final words
Not even, I have you to thank
To say that Bowie was an influence is to understate matters. At one point, a huge chunk of my old band's live set consisted of songs like "The Jean Genie," "Suffragette City," and "All the Young Dudes." Painful to imagine him gone. David, this one is for you.
Is this the way to live a life
Never think about the meaning
Then one day you wake up
And the whole world is careening
Well I'm no philosopher
Not Jean Paul Sartre
But it doesn't take a genius to know
You gotta have heart, miles of heart