Thanks for listening to these old tracks, you guys. I really appreciate it!
Here is another one that I can’t believe! It is the original demo of “Try It Real Slow” that I did with my first band back in 1984!! 2 guys from Argentina (a drummer and a guitarist) and a bass player from the East Village. I had forgotten how much I loved this version, because I eventually turned it into a more “country” song.
Anyway. Here it is! (I really love this gadget (Dansrue cassette to MP3 converter). I am able to listen to demos that I haven’t heard in decades, and it turns them into MP3s on my desktop.
Try It Real Slow Driving in the dead of night Coasting through a traffic light Aiming for a back road Where we could park it for the night Thinking we would make it sober and Try it real slow. There’s music on the radio Screaming bunch of white boys Churning out the Black soul But turning it to white noise Well, we could learn to make it sober by Trying real slow. CHORUS Any disappointed stranger will tell you Love is just a ball & chain Oh but baby you’re the kind of man That I like to talk to You can play the wine & dine Pick yourself a pretty wife Gather all that you can hold But drag it round your whole life Or you could learn to make it sober by Trying real slow REPEAT CHORUS I turned it over, round and round Chasing it the hard way Until my dreams were just a white line Sailing down the Interstate; Well, love was gonna shake me sober But I didn’t let it grow. Any disappointed stranger will tell you Love is just a ball & chain Oh but baby you’re the kind of man That I like to talk to Oh, but you and me will be all right By letting every yesterday Go fading with the taillights Sailing down the highway And we can learn to make it sober By trying real slow. Yeah, we can learn to make it sober By trying real slow © 1984 Marilyn Jaye Lewis First of May Songs, BMI