“Who I am is only who I love”
Every addict has their conceits. We all have a story to tell ourselves that explains why our behavior is different from those who, to the untrained eye, look the same. For me, the conceit is that rather than getting into fights, screwing around on my partner, or staring at a TV, when I am under the influence of my compulsions I make music, or write a novel, a play, or liner notes for my album.
I always liked the sound of two acoustic guitars in a stereo mix and Reed recorded and mixed them just right to my ears. As a piano player, I have a lot to learn, but one thing I learned from Paul McCartney in his piano intro to George Harrison’s While My Guitar Gently Weeps is that the instrument is an adaptable one, useful for percussion as well as melody, and that is the way I use the gorgeous Steinway at Vinegar Hill Sound here. The rhythm section of Chris DeRosa on drums and Julie Rozansky on bass expertly ply their craft here in alternately holding and releasing the tension in this song.
Like all addicts I like to think That I am different Like all people I like to think That I can be loved Who I am is only who I love Who I am is only who I love In my dreams I find myself In malls and supermarkets In my dreams I find myself Falling in love Who I am is only who I love Who I am is only who I love We will part ways One of these days One way or another We will part ways One of these days