Credits - The Wild Horse

 

 

wild horse disc                1.             Remember

                2.             Glory Days Are Gone

                3.             Take Me Back

                4.             Downtown

                5.             Great American Dream

                6.             Identity

                7.             Ooh Mama Mama

                8.             A Simple Tune

                9.             Neighbor's Dog

                10.          The Ballad Of Zoe Snow

                11.          Our Last Waltz

12.                Watch Them Ride Away

 

 




Recording and production notes- The Wild Horse

 

 

 

1.             Remember         4:55

Derek Ritchie: drums

CVS: detuned acoustic guitar, sleigh bells, bass, electric guitar, lead and backing vocals

Khoi-San: grand piano, Wurlitzer electric piano, Hammond B-3

Danny Cao: trumpets

 

This is version #7 of “Remember,” which was originally written about the Dalai Lama’s exile from Tibet*. Somehow the lyric never stuck right with me, so I rewrote it about something more familiar. One version is in 6/8 time, another sounds just like McCartney’s “Silly Love Songs.” John Wesley Harding noticed this version sounds a little like the opening track on his The Confessions of St.AceCD. Lastly, there is a song called “Remember” that opens John Lennon’s first solo LP, which also starts with a piano playing repetitive 1/8 notes, but his ends with an explosion. My song ends up with several key changes, and a horn line.

 

                Khoi-San hammered the electric piano so hard during his overdub that by the 2nd chorus, it’s going out of tune. It’s way out by the ending part. He got through the song before he broke a reed inside his piano. I asked him to play something reminiscent of a Donny Hathaway solo. This surely must be the longest instrumental break so far for me, also dangerously long (at 5 minutes) for an opening tune.

 

*Mar 31 1959 The Dalai Lama is forced to leave Tibet, after the Red Communists make it very unpleasant for him to stay. He accuses the Chinese of “making genocide” against the Tibetan people, by systematic destruction of Tibetan culture and execution of thousands of prominent citizens. (From rotten.com)

 

 

2.             Glory Days Are Gone      4:27

Derek Ritchie: drums

CVS: acoustic guitar, electric

guitar, lead and backing vocals, tambourine, Hammond B-3,

cymbals

Dan Carr: bass

Khoi-San: grand piano

 

As a click track, I had the drums play along with a slowed-down sample of “My Whole World Ended” by The Temptations. I’d recorded a version this song in the Spring and Summer of ’98 in San Francisco and Hoboken. Of course, a live acoustic version appears on Live Start Lifting. It had been kicking around for a while, but I never got a record of it I’d liked. On this, I tried to keep the narrative of the verse more sparse, then building the choruses. The lyric is a bit of a bummer, no?

 

3.             Take Me Back   4:07

Derek Ritchie: drums

Pete Straus: bass

CVS: acoustic guitars, Chamberlain flutes, cowbell, tambourine, cymbals, lead and backing vocals, Hammond B-3, grand piano

                “Ain’t you glad you don’t eat meat?” Rich Billay, once leader of the band Sleepy Hollow, from Brooklyn, NY, wrote this song. They made one LP in the early 70’s, and their single was marketed to radio with the implication that it was a surreptitious Beatles reunion.

                This recording is typical of the 2-3 hour daytime tracking sessions with Derek: I’d play three bars of the tune, he’d do a fill, start playing along through a chorus, I’d hit record, interrupt him so that we could hit it from the top, and we’d do one take. Unless it sped up or fell apart, that would be our master, and we’d move on to the next song. Derek would get on the Bay Bridge before rush hour, and I would spend the next 8 months finishing the tracks.

 

I added backwards reverb to the opening drum fill, so that it might sound more like, say, Phil Collins, than Ringo. The backing vocals in the chorus fade out as the reverb increases, so give the impression they go away as they say “Take Me Back.” During the repeating chorus at the end, I play one take of the organ, and keep making a mistake on the major III chord substitution, and one you can hear me say “whew!” (both times around) as I hear a sour note. Call it Jazz. The ending wasn’t quite worked out, and I didn’t want to fade it, so it just kind of…breaks down.

 

4.             Downtown            2:50

Derek Ritchie: drums

Pete Straus: bass

CVS: electric guitars, piano, lead and backing vocals, orchestral bells

Kelly Hogan: backing vocal

Neko Case: backing vocal

Marc Capelle: trumpet

 

                I was with The New Pornographers in San Francisco one night, and we went to El Farolito, a funky burrito place that’s open very late. I forget why, but I broke into song, singing half of “Downtown” before I noticed everyone was listening. Why? It was gay pride weekend, and the place was full of drag queens, bears, and dramatic drunks like myself, all encouraging the camp of it. I recorded the song, got Neko to sing on it, and later overdubbed Hogan’s vocal as well. The muted trumpet during the fade-out sounds more like a harmonica or a Chinese duck call.

 

5.             Great American Dream                  5:14

Khoi-San: piano

CVS: acoustic guitar, electric

guitar, lead and backing vocals, harmonica, noises

Derek Ritchie: drums

Pete Straus: fretless electric bass

Neko Case: backing vocal

 

                There’s a story that there is a ghost that haunts The Great American Music Hall in San Francisco. I’ve spent a bit of time in the dressing rooms below the stage, warming up between sound check and show time. If I were to meet a ghost, I’d want to do it this way.

 

I had recorded the band version, which comes in 2:10 into the song. Months later, I decided to create a segue between Downtown (I didn’t like the cold ending I had) and this song. I told Khoi-San, “You need to play along with the ending of Downtown, in the key of E, play an interlude, whatever you want, then somehow get back down to E flat. See if you can incorporate the bridge of the song, as well.” I was in the control room, with my guitar and a vocal mic set up. I ran the board and tape machine and we cut the intro together live. We had to get the tempo up so it would match the band version, so I had to push it right before verse 3. I edited the two versions together.

 

The first section sounds pretty good, despite the fact I’d taken only minutes to set up, and didn’t notice the distortion on the piano. Not sure if it me overloading the preamps or just dirt (more likely) in the signal path on the 30 year old console. For a short time in my studio, my own board stopped working. I borrowed some automated digital mixer, and it had some built-in effects. I put the click track through an envelope filter, then into some patch that makes the audio resolution 1 bit. Not sure what exactly happens, but it makes it sound terrible, so that’s what the UFO sound is, going into the last verse. I’m proud that Pete only did one glissando on his fretless in the song, such restraint is rarely found in such wild men with punk rock credentials.

 

6.             Identity                  4:48

Derek Ritchie: drums

CVS: electric guitars (left side), acoustic guitar, lead and backing vocals, cymbal, harmonica, Acetone organ

Tom Heyman: electric guitar (right side)

Rob Douglas: bass

Khoi-San: grand piano, Wurlitzer electric piano

 

I was into some 70’s records like Moondance (Van Morrison), Faces records, and Jackson Browne’s first LP.  In fact, i played them over and over on headphones while taking a Vicodin or two.  The song, in style, came out of that. the chorus line and melody came to me in the bathtub one particularly trying night. The rest of the lyrics were written in an empty bar in Pittsburgh between sound check and the show one day on tour with John Wesley Harding. The recording was made with Derek, Teenage Rob, Khoi-San, and Tom Heyman, all together live in my small control room. You can hear a ghost of my guide vocal, leaking into the drum mics. Tom went for a guitar solo, but so did I, and he just kind of stops after a few notes. The false-start beginning, with the drums starting and stopping, is Derek playing along with my guitar intro, probably thinking he would later be muted. This is take two.

 

With the headphones on, it’s mixed like those old records. Everything is pretty much on one side or the other, except for the drums, spread across, and my singing. That way, for instance, you can hear my guitar against Tom’s guitar easily, even though neither one is very loud. Many of the verses are cloned, because I wrote more words than I initially intended, so had to make each verse twice as long, so the drums, bass, and electric guitars repeat themselves in each verse. There are a lot of overdubs on this song made after the edit, so it’s not obvious. I credit Don Covay for inspiring my chatter at the top. Derek gets the last word on this, telling us, “Let’s Listen!”

 

7.             Ooh Mama Mama            3:54

Derek Ritchie: drums

CVS: electric guitar (left side), detuned acoustic guitars, lead and backing vocals, cowbell, shaker, tambourine

Tom Heyman: electric guitar (right side and slide)

Rob Douglas: bass

Khoi-San: grand piano, Wurlitzer electric piano

Kelly Hogan: backing vocals

 

 I wrote this and recorded a version for my mother on her birthday, June 2000. Listening more, I realized it’s not exactly a tribute “to Mom” but decided to keep the lyrics and recut it for the album. My guitar tone is really wretched, overdriven, and going through a wah-wah pedal stuck on one spot about halfway down, so it’s all midrange. Recorded with “Identity,” at the session on the same day I was heading out on tour for six weeks. We got both songs just before the van came to get me. When I got back, I overdubbed Khoi-San on piano again, and got Kelly Hogan to do her best hoochie mama backing vocal. She didn’t balk at my request for her to really whoop up the “oohs.” Lastly, I found some tapes of Chuck Prophet yelling “alright!” on several tracks of takes, so I mixed that and faded it up during the ending.

 

I totally blame Paul Bradshaw of Mod Lang for this sound- he gave me a Mott The Hoople boxed set, and showed me some Faces videos. It’s like giving Edith Bunker some Thelonius Monk fakebooks.

 

8.             A Simple Tune  

Derek Ritchie: drums

Dan Carr: bass

Carrie Bradley: violins

Danny Cao: trumpets

Khoi-San: grand piano

 

                As I prepared the liner notes, and made sure I’d forgotten no one, I went through the track sheets for the masters, and realized that I don’t play a single note on this song. Does this even belong on the album? Who are these people? The melody was meant to be some sort of funeral march, or a love theme for my movie, when I make it.

 

                The production of this tune was anything but simple. I had the violins play dozens of tracks of that high C, then swooping down for the first note. I wanted it to be like the moment in Mahler’s 5th Symphony, 4th movement, right before the last verse, or whatever you call it.

               

 

9.             Neighbor's Dog               

Derek Ritchie: drums

CVS: electric guitar, bass, lead and backing vocals, Wurlitzer electric piano

 

                This was probably the last song I worked on in my old Ordophon studio before the speculators and the bulldozer came. I wrote it in late 1999 for a UK Nickelodeon TV show called “Renford Rejects,” and of course I never saw the episode afterward. I think they were meant to play soccer over the music, or the other way around. The producer on the project brought me a cassette, and asked me to write a replacement song for the one by the Wannadies that they didn’t want to pay the licensing for. I took a drum loop from their tune, slowed it down, and used it as my click track.

 

                Khoi-San resurrected this one, saying it was my best song to date. Why? Because it wasn’t a serious, overwrought and thought out piece of “art” that took seven versions to perfect. I can’t say it’s my best, but I thought I’d give it a second chance, so I spent ages reworking it, adding a bridge section to a year-old recording, doing hundreds of mixes- but I kept the original lead vocal. It was supposed to sound like a whiny teenager.  I swear I hear someone talking at 1:07-1:11 in the right channel. Maybe someone wandered into the echo chamber to fetch his weed.

 

10.          The Ballad Of Zoe Snow               

Derek Ritchie: drums

CVS: acoustic guitars, bass, Rickenbacker 12-string electric, electric guitars, lead and backing vocals, tambourine, snare drum, Wurlitzer electric piano, grand piano

 

                Supermodels? This might be an old song. Yes, I did the first demo in September ’92, which might even be before I went digital. But like the other less-recently written songs on this CD, it went through a long purgatory, waiting for a proper recording to carry it off.

 

                 I went through a period in recording where I double-tracked the snare drum, to make it bigger. I think Jeff Lynne must do that? Don’t tell me, I don’t want to know, and…neither do you.  Anyway, there’s not much to report on this ditty, other than the piano was nearly impossible for me to play because of the number of chords (this one wins a prize), the modulations, and the fact that it’s in G# major. Eventually, I put a capo on the piano and played it that way.

 

11.          Our Last Waltz   

Derek Ritchie: drums

CVS: acoustic guitars, Wurlitzer electric piano, lead vocal, sleigh bells

Khoi-San: grand piano

Neko Case: backing vocal

Pete Straus: fretless electric bass

 

When I lived in New York City in 1990-91, I visited my hometown of Syracuse more often. So, sitting around watching TV and drinking Gin, a program about old wooden ships came on. The show ended with the antique boats sailing at sunset, narrated with something like, “old sweethearts gathering up twilight for one last waltz.” It stuck in my head. The rest of the lyric was about deciding whether one should alter one’s travel plans in light of a new romance.

 

12.          Watch Them Ride Away               

Derek Ritchie: drums

CVS: acoustic guitar, bass, lead and backing vocals

Khoi-San: grand piano

 

                This one was a long time coming. The song is from 1988, I believe, and those ghostly backing vocals were recorded for an earlier version in 1991. I played it in concert from time to time, and it usually made “the list” of possible songs to do, but a recording never made it. The drum track was solid, but after putting guitars, bass, and my vocal on, it didn’t sound finished. I gave that mix to Comes With A Smile for their CD that comes with the magazine, but it wasn’t until the piano went on that I felt it was ready for the album.

 

                Women, Horses, Change, Freedom, Leaving. “One of these things is not like the other…”

 


Studios & Engineers:

Recorded and Produced by CVS at Ordophon Studio and Hyde St. Studios, San Francisco

Mastered by John Greenham at Paul Stubblebine Mastering and DVD

 


Artwork:

Design and Layout by Kelly Niland

Hotel photos by Doug Adesko

CVS photos by Julie Marten

 

The hotel room is in China somewhere; Doug took the photos long before he met me. The radio unit the same kind of hotel fixture I’ve seen in Japan, the simple looking thing controls everything in the room, James Bond style. Most of them I’ve seen are broken and the radio doesn’t have the antenna connected, so it won’t receive a station. I had one in Canada once (oh, but didn’t we all) that reported nothing but the cold weather the whole time.

 

The typeface used on The Wild Horse is Alternate Gothic.  Apparently it’s everywhere in advertising; it’s so 2002. I keep my eye out now, and I see it every day on TV, in print ads, and in my sleep. I remember seeing Madrone (the “big” of Big White Lies) quite a bit in 1994. It could have been worse then, she could have used Umbra, which refuses to go away.  Got Fonts? Good. They’re called Typefaces.