As a kid, I’d always thought I would be the guitarist in a metal or hard rock band. But when I started writing songs, what came out was anything but metal. And so, life went on. Many records were made. Back in the day. But it’s been a while.
After the long and rewarding summer tour with Matt & Gavin, I pledged a couple things to myself: 1) I wouldn’t make many plans in September; 2) I’d clean up the cat poop in the yard; and 3) that I would complete basic tracking for what will ultimately be the debut album from my new band (or “band”) Frank Shirts. I’m really f*&king close but the last couple songs are proving reluctant to achieve completion. I keep tweaking the melodies and, thus, the lyrics. I never used to do this, but that wasn’t necessarily a good thing. I don’t wanna be lazy when I can afford not to be, and it’s a good exercise - one that began with the Matt MacKelcan co-write sessions - in not settling.
Plus, one of the nonsense lyrics that I sang when dicta-phoning the song idea was “you’re the greatest thing since sliced pee”, so clearly I needed to put in some effort. Not that Don Dokken ever revised his scat-singing. But I’m no Don Dokken. I’ll just have to live with that.