Red Mosquito

digster wrote:I like the old-timey take on it. The song's nice enough, but I have to admit Ed's strummy strummy folk songs tend to blend together to me. I feel like his finger picked stuff (Man of the Hour, The End) usually has a bit more life and interesting parts to them.

I kinda feel the opposite way about the strumming and the finger picking.

This was a really nice Song.

His strummy stuff is starting to get rather bland. Remember when he'd write riffs like grievance and insignificance?

Still need to really listen to this song but its inspired me to bust out "a letter home" by Neil

Strat wrote:His strummy stuff is starting to get rather bland. Remember when he'd write riffs like grievance and insignificance?

Still need to really listen to this song but its inspired me to bust out "a letter home" by Neil

Completely agreed. He needs to stop the "how many strums can i do in 2 seconds" thing he loves so much. I used to do that when I was 7 and found my uncle's guitar sitting in the corner.

bodysnatcher wrote: He needs to stop the "how many strums can i do in 2 seconds" thing he loves so much. I used to do that when I was 7 and found my uncle's guitar sitting in the corner.

It's the Townshend influence... I like it but not on every song, jeez

And if he could learn to create melody playing chords other than his usually hammer on hammer off dsus dsus2 dsus4 progressions - That'd be great too.

More of Ed writing about being older/closer to death. And like a lot of his other songs on that subject, it has an air of "songwriting exercise" about it.

His musings on mortality simplify a very complex subject the same way his political pieces simplify their own ideals, except that this time the reduction is at the cost of the very emotional core he's trying to evoke.

He used to be so good at cathartically capturing, through a combination of writing and performance, a very nuanced desire or dillema...even when his lyrics stretched abstract to the point of nonsense. Now he writes these "hit you on the head" direct statements that are in no way evocative, and conjure a very minimal amount of residual feeling.

Then again, when he does try to be evocative, there's a 50% chance you're going to get a drunk octopus. So...

I've only given this one listen so far, and glanced at the lyrics. I liked the feel of the song, but McP's lyrical comments are on point.


I wonder if this is a real final product or if this would go through a round of editing.

A good song for the format. However, I'm getting tired of Eddie acoustic folk songs. Let Stone bring in some of his Hank Williams-channeled folky stuff. Or challenge Mike to play acoustic something acoustic not like Sirens.

I thought he was just singing about being out of sand. I know the feeling, pal.

It's very similar to a song I wrote once called "Where The #&$@ Is My Sand!?"

Happy labor day everybody.

Enter Sandman

Have you got yourself some sand?

Out of sand.

Sand is the new waves.

Same locale, just evolving states of matter.

This will all inevitably lead to their greatest cover yet, "4th of July Asbury Park (Sandy)."

this is apparently the song that will appear in twin peaks, in case I'm not the only person who didn't know that.

I'm sure B doesn't and will let us know in a few weeks