I have always been just a guitar player. I used to think singer-songwriters were doing the bravest thing any artist could ever do. My curse was that I loved to write songs. Finding singers to sing them was always a problem, so ten years ago I decided I needed to sing them myself. I began writing and recording like a maniac, completing a new song every week for a year. These were acoustic demos, and I alternated covers with originals to keep it interesting.
One of the first people I shared a song with was my friend Michael Cassidy, whose birthday happened to have been this week, on October 19th. An accomplished singer-songwriter himself, Michael had been recording his own songs for years and I was a bit nervous to let him hear what I was doing. He wrote me back that he thought I sounded like the “Psychedelic Furs guy” and that I should record “Pretty in Pink.” I was grateful he didn’t just tell me to hang it up.
I recorded an acoustic version of the song and sent it to him. I can’t remember what he said, but I’m pretty sure he’d like this version a lot better. If I could I’d have sent this to him as a birthday present, but Michael passed away in February of this year. I can’t hear the song now without thinking of him. I think about him every day. He was no slouch in the covers department himself.
Thanks to my rock and roll “paisan,” Jeff Moscone for the collaboration (drums, mixing, mastering).