This week is oh so different to last week – from a little live one-take acoustic bad boy to a groovin’, slidin’, old-school bluesy beast of a brew. Ah, variety.
It’s also fairly rockin’ for the 52 Songs project, as this is generally the place for songs that don’t fit the band’s style, but I think it’s still different enough from Stray Birds to get a guernsey.
Strangely though, I start writing this on an acoustic guitar, during one of those sessions of strumming away in a fashion some might call “aimless”. I recall lying on the lounge just faffing away, but I started enjoying the groove coming out, the feel.
And, as so many things do, it all grew from that one seed.
So get your ears on it – I hope it swings your body around a little, in an involuntary, slow-groove, must-tap-foot way…
Also, yes – yes I did smash out one juicy motherflipper of a guitar solo, sounds from days gone by. And I fxxxing enjoyed it too.
May it give you the same lil summin-summin.
Rock on! Still boppin round the room ten minutes after it finished.