It is creepy, and was scary. And I love it, tacky as that may be. I think the shaky, gravel bottom scraping works for “the mood and sadness of this song.” And it’s complimented so sweetly by the Dr’s weeping twangy guitar. Sorry for the public display of pride, but it was such a risk to try to really throw down with such a vulnerable lament, and to come through it ok, and capture some element of that sentiment, feels happy.
Plus, I really had to immerse in this one, because it has way more than three chords, and every time I learned ‘em all real good, Dr Neau changed one and I had to relearn the whole song again. I could tell each change sounded closer to the mark, but this happened several times, and it was good for me. And in the midst of reworking, a new meaning of the story emerged; because it can very easily be interpreted as a song about your child going off to college, an angst I surmise Kara and I are very familiar with, but the rest of you have yet to suffer. Feeling sadness for change, while endorsing it as best, is truly a sweet sorrow.
And so I’ve become very fond of this Troublemaker, gravel and all.
(apologies to John for blatantly violating all liner notes prohibitions)
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