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Song Notes: I wrote this on stage at The Fort at Sidewalk Cafe. I was pissed off at moneymen telling artists to be grateful when the artists were actually being fucked by the whole deal. I had several scenarios and I improvised them over a few weeks at the Antihoots. It didn't crystallize into the insect collector, sculptor and songwriter until I had to teach it to the band and stick to one thing
Studio Notes: This song needed a 12-string electric Byrds-like sound. It's hard to find those guitars. The studio had one which was awful. At an Antihoot, I was standing next to Craig Gordon and on a whim I turned to him and said "Do you have a 12-string electric guitar?" He did and graciously lent it to me. I planned to use it for the arpeggio section but I ended up doubling the organ lead. Our motto for this record was "no lead guitars" and this was the closest we came to crossing that line. The cello part, played wonderfully by Lisa, echoes back to her part on "I Love Them." In both instances the playing reflects the lyrical entrance of a girl and her effect on the songwriter.
lyrics
Ungrateful
You found a slug, it was a bug, you took it up to your bedroom
Pretty soon, a cocoon, and then a couple of months go by
A butterfly like a psychedelic balloon around your room
But at the window they take a photo and then the next thing you know
They put you on the cover of Insect Weekly
And say,"Come on, we'll make some money."
The big boys say, "Now, Sonny, don't be ungrateful."
You found some clay, the other day,
You took it home, you started to play
No thought of the future, you made a sculpture,
You just like to play that way
The local press was so impressed they called you the next Henry Moore
And what's more they wanted more and more and
They put you on the cover of Sculpture Weekly
And said,"Come on, we'll make some money."
The big boys say, "Now, Sonny, don't be ungrateful."
You met this girl, you like this girl, man, you really like this girl
You write her a poem, becomes a song, you take it up to her bedroom
Her brother Joe has a college radio show, the next thing you know,
It's in the air, it's everywhere and no one asked you if you care
They put you on the cover of Musician Weekly
And say,"Come on, we'll make some money."
The big boys say, "Now, Sonny, don't be ungrateful."
Well . . .Be ungrateful!
Strummer meets Alabama Three. Spin it loud getting dressed for Saturday night, play loud passing a joint to the backseat on yr way to the gig, listen again w/ Sunday coffee to relive Saturday's glory. Lach
I have a kid who was a baby when the pandemic started and a toddler now. When he’s older and asks what the pandemic is like I’m gonna put this album on and pour myself a drink- this covers it all. Feels surreal to imagine ever having the privilege of going to see a Jeffrey Lewis show again but it’s top of my list when this crap is over. savanns