How to Do a Cover Version

Many, many months ago, one of my longest serving readers and friends sent me a message about this thread that I used to occasionally do.

The message went something along the lines of: “Do you just do cover versions in English? If not, I have one for you….”

To my eternal shame, it was her birthday yesterday, and like the totally disorganised schmuck I am, I missed it.

So, in a pathetically shallow attempt to make up for it, Happy (belated) Birthday Cat, these three (count ’em!) are for you:

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Gianni Morandi – Se Perdo Anche Te

And here’s a slightly more famous, much more stripped down version:

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Johnny Cash – Solitary Man

And here’s the original, which sort of sits between the two:

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Neil Diamond – Solitary Man

Much as I love Cash and Diamond, I have to say the Morandi version is rather fine.

Raising a (okay, several) drinks to you tonight Cat.

More soon.

Sunday Morning Coming Down

This isn’t really a Sunday morning kind of song. It’s more of a 2am, slumped over a bar, battered on bourbon, kind of song.

But it does have one of those song titles that you only find in country music.

So this is for all of you who were slumped over a bar at 2am this morning.

Or, for any of you who have mullets like this:

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John Prine – Yes I Guess They Oughta Name A Drink After You

More soon.

Late Night Stargazing

I would imagine there’s quite a few of you out there who, like me, were quite excited to hear that Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds will be touring the UK in September. Even better, they’re playing their one London date on the weekend of my birthday.

As with many acts that I now love, I came to Cave fairly late; I wrote about it here when posting the gorgeous “Into My Arms” (mp3 link updated).

Tonight’s song comes from their most recent album, the beautifully gloomy “Skeleton Tree”. The gloominess is fully justified (as it is with any Bad Seeds record, but this time, more so) since in the middle of recording, Cave’s 15 year old son Arthur tragically died when he fell off a cliff.

Cave rewrote many of the lyrics in the wake of this; I have no idea whether tonight’s choice is one of them, but bloody hell it’s immense:

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Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds – Girl in Amber

More soon.