Saturday, September 20, 2008
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
In a pink caddy of Mary Kay'sfrom "It Shouldn't Be This Way"
Dame Fortune drove by to say
is Love's cheapest refuge
Running out all you could say
"the Garden State's no place to stray"
How could such pretty lips
spill so much refuse
©1985 Kevin R. Seward
Somewhere between wanting to be Bryan Ferry and wanting to be Elvis Costello, with some carry over from the works of Carl Jung and the Cavalier poets, I had a lyricless noisy thing I'd recorded with a very loosely tuned guitar.
Lyrics just sort of came along as I was walking in a barnyard of long ago. Then more lyrics came and finally way too many.
But for better or worse, the now more conventional music fashioned from the flubbery guitar thing could hold them all.
So below, the early demo or whatever version. Then a later demo or whatever version.
It Shouldn't Be This Way
It Shouldn't Be This Way (1990 recording)