Weekend Song – A Camp
December 1, 2007
Hey look at that. A weekend song with bittersweet resignation and defiance with old-time folk instruments in an off-mainstream modern song. Whod’a thunk?
Well yes. Hello. This is sometimes what I do. One man’s formulaic is another another man’s consistency.
Here’s a song that’s not going to set the world on fire, but it’s just nice. It fits. It’s a playful chuck on the shoulder and a dose of reality. It has the guts to admit that feeling that you want to call someone “sport” or “tiger” or “baby” even though those are words you don’t normally don’t use. Nice is good. We need it.
I haven’t replied to comments lately and I’m sorry about that. I read them but I’m just not getting time to reply because everything is hectic at the moment. So I’ve gone for nice.
I guess you got me, oh, oh
You got me hanging around
For too long
Listen: I Can Buy You
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9 comments
Oooo, that’s pretty. Is that her from The Cardigans singing?
I swear there’s no banjo in it though. Are you okay?
Wendy baby, what’s with the Wordpress? I can’t read you and I can’t read Little Red Boat and I am getting upset, man. Oh, hi, Cliff. Anyway, Wendy, can we fix the Wordpress thing? Cheers. Bye. Take care.
Yeah, I’m on wordpress too but I seem to be OK. It might be some version of it is buggy.
Yes, Wendy, no. No banjo, yes. No, I am OK. Yes, The Cardigans. I thought pedal steel and harmonica would be an ok replacement for you. I chose it mainly for the lyrics this week.
Katy totally “baby”d me on your blog. Is it wrong that I liked it?
I think Wordpress seems to be okay now. I’d like to say that I spotted some dodgy piece of code and then set about fixing it, but that would make me a liar.
Is it wrong that I did? No, there’s nothing bad with that at all.
And if I have to crash your site and Little Red Boat again just to get her to say it, then that’s what I’ll do.
Anna’s still down for me.
I wish Katy would ‘baby’ me once in a while, anywhere;)
I forgot to say – I played the song again and Jake went all quiet. Then he said “Mummy, is that a sad song?” and I said “Yes it is – do you want me to switch it off?”. His little lip wobbled, his eye welled up, and he said “yes please Mummy. Please put something happy on”.
I hope you’re satisfied.
oh, i don’t know Wendy – it’s a chipper little number that’s put a smile on my face on this wet, windy Monday in Leeds
thanks for A Camp Cliff, i love this song. are there any bands starting with the letter A that you haven’t introduced me to?
Wendy – Rarely. Also, see, no banjo. There’s nowhere to go once you raise that bar. Let me see what I’ve got.
Meester – Aimee Mann?
Leave a comment. Play nice. I will turn this blog around.