No One Roxx This Town No More

After writing songs for twenty years, I’ve received my first Explicit warning. The song is called “No One Roxx This Town No More,” and it’s featured on my friend David Mead’s excellent new album, Dudes (out November 15th on iTunes, Amazon and so on).

David and I didn’t set out to write an explicit song. Here’s what happened. Two years ago, after he recorded Almost & Always (a record which I had a hand in writing), we collaborated on a follow-up, a concept album, called 1908 Division. It’s about an apartment building in Nashville where David lived after he and his wife divorced. David’s idea was to make each song about and from the point of view of a particular person who lived in this complex. A college exchange student from Zimbabwe, a hairdresser, a girl who worked at a record store, an exotic dancer, a gay couple. It was really an interesting bunch of people, and from a songwriting perspective, a fun challenge to have the music and lyrics reflect their different personalities. The album may still get recorded and released at some point (I hope it does, as they are some of my favorite songs I’ve ever been involved in), but for now, “No One Roxx” provides a titillating sneak preview. The clever spelling in the title should tip you off that the apartment dweller singing this song is an ‘80s hair metal guy. He’s looking back at a vanished rock (rok?) scene in Nashville, lamenting the glory days of the Scorchers and when he was pounding brews at all-night parties on the roof of 1908. It’s not just one objectionable word that earns us the Explicit warning. It’s pretty much the whole song, which by the way, David knocks out of the park, as usual.

One friend who heard it said she couldn’t believe that I’d co-written it. Of course she only knows me as the soft-spoken, mild-mannered songwriter of Swan Dive. She has no idea I can swear like a fucking champ. I did grow up in New Jersey, after all.

Sample lyric:

I balled the ladies down on Elliston Place
High heels came off deep in the dawn
They looked so bitchin’ with their tits in your face
Tattoos inside a Lycra thong

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Upcoming Shows!

We’re taking our round on the road! Swan Dive, David Mead, Mindy Smith and Jason White will be performing together -

October 14, 8pm – Magnolia Room, Decatur, AL
October 15, 8pm & 10pm – Eddie’s Attic, Atlanta, GA

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People in Order

People from ages 1 to 100 bang the drum. A beautiful short film.

People In Order

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Danse With Me George

I’ve been revisiting Ambrosia’s second album, Somewhere I’ve Never Traveled. Back before they became west coast MOR yacht rockers with hits like “The Biggest Part Of Me” and “How Much I Feel,” Ambrosia were a full-on art rock group. There’s one song on Somewhere that I’ve always loved, and it’s knocking me out anew. It’s called “Danse With Me George.” It is a tour de force, an 8-minute romp that takes in Aaron Copeland, classical, lounge, mariachi, Brubeck, Queen, and West Side Story all through its Cinemascope lens. Like a lot of art-rock songs, it changes feel and tempo about every 8 measures or so. But unlike a lot of art-rock songs, it’s melodic as hell, and emotionally engaging. And fun. The George in the title is George Sand, the French authoress (real name Amandine Dupin) who wrote under a male pseudonym. The song (which is subtitled Chopin’s Plea) is sung from the viewpoint of her lover, who happened to be the composer Frederic Chopin. It’s a pretty heady concept for a song, right? But Ambrosia make it work. There’s a kind of kitchen sink approach to the thing that I love because it flies in the face of everything pop music is today. It would be near impossible to program this song or put it on a grid. And I can’t help thinking when I listen to it that if the guys in Ambrosia had had cell phones and laptops and Twitter accounts and ProTools back in 1976, they would’ve never come up with “Danse With Me George.” It’s not that they wouldn’t have had the idea, but I’d imagine that it took intense concentration and long, uninterrupted rehearsals to hone the song into shape. With no distractions. And amazingly, for all its overdubs and complexity, they could play the song live. I saw them do it at the Capitol Theater back in the day. These guys were monster musicians. If you don’t know this song or the album Somewhere I’ve Never Traveled, you should seek it out.

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“Last Train Home” in The Protector

“Last Train Home,” a song I co-wrote with my pal David Mead, will be featured in next Monday’s (August 1st)
episode of The Protector. The show airs on Lifetime at 9pm CST. The episode synopsis reads:

Gloria and Michelle are surprised when the murder of a young woman found floating in a downtown lake leads them into a world of kinky sex parties. Meanwhile, Gloria and Davey’s lives are complicated by an unexpected visit from their mother (guest star Patty Duke).

Kinky sex parties and Patty Duke. Now that sounds like some good TV!

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