(Through a hallway, into a room, in the corner you wait just watching the shadows
Thoughts that keep you up late at night disappear in the smoke of a thousand cigarettes)
This is the beginning of Fell in a Hole, a song I wrote in the early 80’s. It was released on Wax Theatricks’ last record in 1984.
It’s gratifying to see your lyrics in print. This was the one, of which a rock critic in
Lyrics have always been the most anxiety producing aspect of song writing for me.
With the exception of a couple of songs I wrote with Tracy Wynkoop, Dominic Schaeffer, Fojammi, and I were the principal song writers of the band. All of us tried writing together but the good stuff was so personal we had to work alone.
At the time, if you tried to say too much with lyrics, it was considered pretentious. I’m sure we all struggled with that one. We had to look past it because we really believed in what we were doing. Fortunately we had each other’s standards to live up to. We were all avid readers and we knew we couldn’t get away with laziness.
I think what we were after was some kind of inner truth about the human condition. We were after something so personal it was undeniable. It had to hurt a little.
I’ve seen lyrics from all of us printed somewhere. It not only strokes your ego but you feel like someone is actually listening. Supertramp’s “just as long as there’s two of us” comes to mind.
(It’s you that has to grow, it’s you that has to reach, still you wait around for someone to teach you) This is from Dominic’s Listen to Me. I’ll never forget singing it to my girlfriend Jill while playing it on piano in the Magic Masters studio. She was very impressed. It’s the closer from our first LP “Distances”.
Our songs had to pass the “scrutiny from each other” test. We could be pretty merciless with each other too. If a song passed that test though, I’d feel pretty good about myself. Like Fojammi said in one of his classics, “Rosy colored pictures of myself, you know they’re necessary for my mental health.”
I’m my own worse critic of course. We actually recorded Fell in a Hole before I was finished with the lyrics. They’re in a notebook somewhere. Something compels me to record the finished product.
Benet sent us a link to a guy who apparently had been looking for a copy of Fell in a Hole for years.
Check out this link and let me know if you think Dominic sounds like Burl Ives.
Pic is back cover of our last LP by Matt O’Shea. I just noticed the “for chas” over to the right. He took me on a tour of college stations in