Many Other People
More Found Lost Tapes
I wish I could say I remember recording this song.
In the shadows of my mind, I see a cloudy day in Brooklyn, soot covered tenement building, and somebody saying, “Give this a listen. I’m hearing you do harmony, can you do it?” Maybe it’s the record company, Parallel World, or maybe it’s my friend Josh who I work with at the Pink Pony, or maybe a friend who wrote this song after coming out to their parents. I, of course, say, “yes” and within a few hours somebody has a demo. It’s all over, I walk out the door, song in my head. Clouds part and the sun sets over the city.
It was the late 90s in the east village, unbridled creativity was in the air, and talent was lush. Life was a whole lot less expensive, too. It wasn’t unusual to walk out the door, sit down at a coffee shop for a cup with a journal or book, get into a conversation about literature, music or art, and the next thing I know, winding up at a studio making art or music.
I wish my days were still like that. The sharing, the immediacy of art.
I don’t remember the artist I sang with – but maybe if they hear this a mystery will be solved!
Many Other People (demo, 4-track?) – artist unknown