Red, Black And Blue.

Hey.

Sorry for the delay in putting up a new post. The past month has been a hectic time indeed, chock full of personal garbage with which I shall not even begin to bore you. Sometimes, though, it feels as if there is not enough time to do what you want / need to do. It is a cliche, but there really is not enough hours in the day, never mind in the night.

Anyway, back to the matter in hand. Or at the end of my fingers, to be overly literal.

I wrote Red, Black And Blue about four years ago, and it was always intended to be a solo acoustic number, which, of course, is the way it appears on the cd. I like that because it adds a texture different from all the angry boy guitars and distortion pedals.

Anyway, here are the lyrics:

Red, Black And Blue

Please don't put on that perfume again

It does funny things to me

And please don't wear that black dress again

Unless you want me to breathe

My heart is a balloon

It inflates when you speak

A moon reflecting your sun

My heart is a space

It aches when you leave

A race that you have just won

The sky is red

Your dress is black

And I'm blue

This song was recorded late in the night / early in the morning during the God Is My Pilot sessions. I was full of the cold (as I am now, incidentally), and most of the other guys had gone home, to see their girlfriends etc.

In the booth, there was just me, an acoustic guitar and one microphone. The mike was so close that you can hear me breathing, the sound of my fingers on the strings (I don't remember using a plectrum), the creak of my chair.

I like the sound for its intimacy, though I do regret that the lyrics are somewhat amateur, maybe a little too six form poetry. There was great debate in the band about the grammatical inaccuracy, deliberate or otherwise, of the line 'unless you want me to breathe'. I don't know if it makes perfect sense, or obeys my normally strict syntactical rules, but it sounds right, and that's good enough for me.

As for what the song is actually about... well, I imagine that you are old and clever enough to figure that out for yourself...