“It's all over but the shouting”
---VAN HALEN
“I am now in control of all things”
---Allegedly written by the Zodiac Killer
We were done at North Main Music.
We grabbed a little lunch and then I got to meet, ever-so-fleetingly,
the lovely Robyn Neville.....maybe we'll get to hang out more next
time I'm in town. After that it was off to Mike's house to record the
one last song.
Upon my arrival at Chez McAdam
Mike had to give me that Shadow Protocol----which is to say the drill
involved in dealing with his dog, Shadow. Shadow's a good dog and an
exceptional watchdog. Once we'd gotten through that it was a trip
upstairs to deal with the final bit of recorded fun. And “fun”
was the operative word.
The setup was pretty simple: Mike
and me mic'd up and just going for it raw, him on acoustic guitar and
me vocalizing. Past all the rave-ups, all the screaming and yelling
and all the sturm und drang it was down to a goofy, folky protest
song to wrap the whole package up in a big, sarcastic bow.
My intial vision for “The
Candidate's a Religious Man” was actually similar to some of the
binaural recordings Lou Reed did with Richard Robinson in the mid 70s
(“Kicks” and “All through the Night” being my favorite
examples)----the folk song itself would loop in and out of ambient
noise and vacuous conversations that might take place at a party or
an intimate gathering .
We didn't have any of that
going on, although I secretly found myself wishing Shadow might be
looking out the window and start barking at the UPS guy or the Roto
Rooter truck. YAY SPONTENAEITY!!! Didn't happen, though.
ONE LAST THING: “THE
CANDIDATE'S A RELIGIOUS MAN TALKING BLUES”
“Ah, but I've grown older and wiser
and that's why I'm turning you in”
---PHIL OCHS
I had endless trouble with
being tight throughout the recording session, but with “Candidiate”
it was just going to be loose city, no matter how you sliced it. That
wasn't really a detriment (I don't think so, anyway)----the song just
lends itself to that. We had multiple start-overs and do-overs and it
was different every time we did it. It was really just one riff
running through the whole thing and so there was a lot of ample space
for us to play around and have fun.
In the intro I rechristened
the song “The Candidate's a Religious Man Talking Blues”, almost
trying to lend it a kind of faux-Robert-Johnson-cum-Bob-Dylan style
gravitas.
Some verses remained the
same....
“The
Candidate's a religious Man
so
let's catch him in a place of worship
Tell that old lady praying in front of him
to
stop looking at the camera
The Candidate's a religious man
so
let him spew some dogma from a soapbox
Up
those credibility points!
Break out that makeup, our boy is for sale!
The Candidate's a Religious Man
So let's plug his kids with sedatives
Show all those viewers they're well-behaved
True offspring of a pillar of the community
The Candidate's a religious man
So
let's cover up his booze problem
Break out that mouthwash quick!
Try to hide that whole thing about rehab”
When we wrote this song it was
a reaction to the likes of Bush I, Bill Clinton, Al and Tipper Gore,
et. al, but from there you add a few new verses to update it and you
could drop in Hillary, The Donald, Ted Cruz and whoever. It's a hop,
a skip and a jump just to bring it forward....
“The Candidate's a religious man
let's make sure he's Christian
not one of those weird, obscure sects
It's gotta be one that looks good in public opinion polls
The Candidate's a religious man
a star in the 24 hour news cycle
run his speeches past those focus groups
get those spin doctors to nip and tuck his opinions”
The last verse originally had
this line that Mike and I crooned together, “so put away his
Quaaludes!” I felt like I had to update that a little, since
Quaaludes aren't really a thing anymore....what was a trendy drug
that gets abused these days. I vacillated between Adderol and
Oxycontin...in the end it became “put away his Oxy” because it
just sings better.
By and large I've stuck to my
guns on the fact that the S.E. Apocalypse Krew's politics are BROAD,
because I hate all these fascist fuckers. Republicans, Democrats, I
don't give a shit-----they're all dirty and corrupt and they'll
probably end up getting our asses killed in the long run. “Candidate”
is a number that stays pretty relevant, and 25 years after we wrote
this thing it just gets better as the political climate gets stranger
and more ridiculous.
We bounced it around several
times before we finally got a good take. It sounded fun and we got a
laugh out of it. It was easily one of the simpler recordings we did,
but hopefully an amusing little slice of intimacy in the midst of the
roaring din.....
It was a wrap.
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