I’m skipping ahead to the King of Clubs because there is a king in this song. I’ll come back to the Jack and Queen in the next two weeks.
This song started with some of the lyrics then I just built upon them as I went. I got to a point where I thought of a short story that I read in college by Gabriel Garcia Marquez called “A Very Old Man With Enormous Wings.” I remembered the title a little differently last Monday when I was working on this though, hence the title of the song. When I found the story in my old book I realized the difference. In any case, the story by Marquez and the story in this song bear very little resemblance except for the Old Man within.
I thought about Michael Zapruder’s songs when working on this one.
This weekend I attended the wedding of two very dear friends in Big Indian, NY in the Catskills region of upstate New York. It was a great weekend with good friends and good times. The happy couple are en route to Spain as I type this and I couldn’t be happier for them. They have great families and great friends and I’m so glad that I was able to share in the experience with everyone. Thanks, guys!
This is not a Joker like the other two have been but I guess I’ll file it here becuase it’s not really one of the 52 songs, it’s more of an extra bonus. So, Jokers are all the extra bonuses. Check it!
The last day of May has come and gone. And with its passing comes this piece of ambient fun. I used four guitar amps and a bunch of pedals to create this.
The Seven of clubs came about because this weekend was really great, the weather was great, and I was feeling good. So I wrote this nonsense as an attempt to describe it.
I thought of the chord progression for this song on the A Train coming back from the Cloisters on Sunday afternoon. I was able to record it into my phone so I could remember it and it became this song. It’s my pop-punk hit of ’09. Rock it!
Last Monday I had a bad day. Things we just not going right for me. I’ll spare you the details, but suffice to say I was in a rotten mood. I started this song that Monday night and was going to make a bad day song or bad song day or some kind of bad durge. The bad day continued right into the night and I had a problem with my computer and I had to stop recording. Ugh.
Two days after we visited Coney Island I created this song. There isn’t much to say about it except for: acoustic guitar and mass feedback.
It was a beautiful day. It felt like Summer had come ahead of schedule this year. I spent the day in Coney Island with my fiancée and some friends from Boston. I’ve been living in Brooklyn for about 9.5 years now but I’d never ridden on the Wonder Wheel until today. I am glad we did it. And of course we took a ride on the Cyclone; that is not to be missed. After a Nathan’s dog we came back to my part of town.
Over the weekend I asked my girlfriend the question. Yes, the question. I wrote this song on the Monday before last weekend and had a plan for the way it was going to happen. It didn’t happen exactly like this because it was raining and I couldn’t bring her up to the roof. But it’s basically right.