Another year, another post, another song. A short story of how I came up with Lanes.
As often I caught the seed of the idea during a little impromptu breakfast family jam:
After writing some very French lyrics, recording during some very late night sessions, and fiddling with a very fiddly production, I threw a very secret living room performance:
I pretty much liked it, pretty much released it, and then I very much scrapped it.
The song was mostly ready, but I got bored of how it turned out. It felt sad and a bit boring, so I decided to move on and start again.
Getting back to the root of the song enabled me to let go of the previous approach, explore different and more upbeat ideas for the guitar, the drums, the singing, and eventually, let it swim away:
Of course there was a “lanes illustration” that took priority over the song, but that didn’t make it to the final artwork. I’m so sorry illustration! The art of loving ideas, scrapping them and starting again. Nice and healthy.
Following a uninterrupted flow of request letters from Videotron fans, I had no choice but to un-kill Videotron. As ever, it’s free of preparation, interpretation, qualification or consultation, and full of emotion.
A special Videotron featuring a unique guest: Mr Y (my anonymous friend from Brittany) on the hidden guitar. Let’s be honest, the initial “happening” happened just before this, unexpectedly, and obviously without a recording, so we tried again, with a recording. It’s been different but we had pleasure, fun, no pain, and we don’t want glory as we know the consequences.