I used to think it would be great to learn piano, just so I could play this song in a lobby somewhere, smile enigmatically, and then wander off into the night. Because it’s such a lovely thing, so simple yet so beautiful, that I can’t imagine anyone hearing it, even for the first time, and not being moved by it.
Although I might have to bring a horn section with me. And a bass player. And a drum machine. And a guitarist. That might be what stopped the plan from ever happening, although I’m prepared to bet voice plus solo piano would be worth hearing, even now. Guess I’d better pick up a piano.
From The Flat Earth, a sumptuous album that was probably overwhelmed by having Hyperactive, his big hit that lived up to its name, tacked on the end by the record company despite it standing out like a sore thumb, in a case of an album which would be better without the hit. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IyPPVDX-tVA