Okay, I’m a day late. Let’s blame it on the weather and leave it at that. The weekend was not entirely spent wearing flip flops and inappropriate clothing though. I was also trying to elbow my way to that free spot of yard in Regent’s Park, so I could drink Fosters and belch Bob Dylan songs on some “drunk sod’s” guitar. Somehow, in my busy schedule, I managed to find time to play around with my new toy and discover the record button. And here’s the result.
The song (if you want to call it a song) is called Hitmen and I originally wrote it for a radio show I was planning to do with two of my friends: Paul and Daan. The show never happened, but I did jot down a few themes and this is one of them. The name Hitman refers to the item in the show where we would be looking for new talent, which made us talent snipers… “Hitman”. Thus, a reference to Monty Norman’s James Bond Theme (no, it wasn’t John Barry) could not be left out.
That brings me to the new toy: the Spector, a birthday present from my sweetheart (I love you, honey bunny). Apart from the fact that it’s a great bass to play on (it handles real well, especially when you’re a guitar player), I love the sound. It’s pretty bright and in your face and doesn’t drown in a pool of muddy and greasy “unter tones”. Since I’m only pretending to be a bass player, please permit me to use a pick, which I did on Hitmen. Actually, on Hitmen a bass without a pick is like James Bond without a gun.
