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Telephone Sex

The lyrics to this were still in a state of flux, which occasionally led to the singer (me) and his erstwhile backup singer (also me) singing different lyrics at the same time. I have no evidence to support this, but I strongly suspect that me was doing this to me (or vice versa) deliberately, to sabotage the band. What a jerk -- or alternatively, what a jerk. (For no particular reason, I'm reminded of Rod Stewart firing his late '70s drummer, Carmine Appice. He didn't make it public at the time though; until a reporter asked him one day why he wasn't in the lineup. Stewart answered that Appice had to leave the band due to "illness." "Illness?" the reporter asked. To which Stewart replied: ""Yeah. He made me sick to my stomach." As this was in Rod's disco ("Da Ya Think I'm Sexy?" which, ironically, Appice co-wrote) phase, it must have been truly disgusting behavior.)

As to the song, it was one of my better early ones. I was learning to play the bass beyond plonking away on the root of the chord, and it's actually tuneful and coherent. Well, more than usual.

Warning: Large squeals of feedback at the beginning while I switch on tape recorders and plug in cables.


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Comments (3)

ts:

pretty cool, kind of reminds me a bit of Lou Reed on first listen....that said you should edit out that feedback...

real conservative:

You sound a bit like Tom Petty I think. Why the buzz? is that bass guitar? you miking too close or soemthing? Your mix, vocals way too low man, try it again and it will sound better.

Aw, geez. Lou Reed? Tom Petty? I'm gonna get a big head. Keep it coming!

Real, these were from tapes I made back in the '80s, some solo, like this one, others with my cousin.

Yes, that's a bass, but I was just learning to play and record it.

Alas, there will be no new attempts, as I've basically lost my voice due to surgery a couple of years ago.

But thanks again, both of you, for the compliments. Tune in every Sunday for another. (I/we did a lot of recording.)

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