I really like this one. There’s really nothing commercial about it—it just encapsulates a dark place. I’m a little worried it’s a little too dark for the site but…well, you know…this type of song is part of what I do.
It’s also example where I’m not the narrator, I’m the subject (I’m singing AT me, not from me). The song came after I had failed at something, and I wrote it in the dark, with headphones. This one came in the years that Tasha (our dog) and I would go into the music room, late at night. She would sit up over the edge of a couch monitoring cats and squirrels outside, and I would write while watching the shadow of her head move back and forth on the wall in front of me (her shadow was created by street lights outside the house). She would rarely stop before I did.
This is the second studio recording of this song. I recorded a version of this many years ago, and it was terrible. Bad singing. The big bass from the electric keyboard taken out. Dumb lyrics. It didn’t work. I hope this version is better.
I took off “From San Francisco to San Jose” this week. As usual, let me know what you think at gregorsongs@gmail.com.