Clothes of the Devil

Last Thursday my friend Zach came over to track acoustic guitar on my latest song, Clothes of the Devil. He’s better at finger-picking than I am, and I knew he would help contribute a folksy feel to the song.

I’m pretty sure it was Z’s first time recording to a click-track, and he performed his parts wonderfully. He took the guitar part in a different direction than I expected and it ended up much better than what I had in mind. These are the mechanics of collaboration, something I’m enjoying more and more these days.

A few months back, I sat at my kitchen table with my portable AKAI MKii keyboard, and wrote the music for the song (while half-watching Bosch on Amazon Prime). Usually I write in my studio proper, so this was a welcome departure.

In the following days, I began to write a set of lyrics about white privilege, and the song “Clothes of the Devil” was born. I think these are some of the best lyrics I’ve written in quite a while.

 

CLOTHES OF THE DEVIL

Walking around in the same clothes as the devil
Told the guys with the guns All I really want is love
My head’s a little hazy but my heart is on the level
It’s the size of the sun. All I really want is love

Meanwhile at the Japanese amusement park
we’re pairing classic albums up with wine
At the crest of the thrill ride
we pick our favorite starlets to act out all the lines

Walking around in the same clothes as the devil
Told the man with the flag to pound it into sand
my head is pretty local but my heart’s about to revel
it’s the size of the sun. All I really want is love

Meanwhile at the Japanese amusement park
we’re pairing classic albums up with wine
In the depths of the haunted house
we sink deep in our ancestry to answer for the crimes

The gigs of trash I’ve climbed atop
to get this through to you
can you hear me?
is it only seeing that you do?
The ocean of noise notched
to reveal my progression
this vestigial tail
here i admit my transgressions
I offer my confession

Meanwhile at the Japanese amusement park
we’re pairing classic albums up with wine
in the mirrors of the funhouse
we do our best to make sense of our lives
we do our best to make sense of our lives

Clothes of the Devil is the last new song to go on my new album. As of today, I’m not starting any more new songs. Thanks again to Zach for his mad skillz, and I’m excited to see where this track goes. Stay tuned for updates!