Didier: I wake up one night and all I can hear in my mind is slide guitar. I know it’s got to be a part of Blacktop Shimmy.

The thing is, I don’t play slide guitar.

Jenn: Cut to midnight, sounds coming from the dining room/studio. What is he doing? Yawn…note to self – find out in the morning.

Turns out he was up all night rigging up his guitar and teaching himself to play slide. Impressive. Me like.

Didier: All I did was improvise a piece of metal between the strings and the fret board to lift the strings up ad then messed around to get the sound and feel I wanted…All in a night’s work, anything for the music!

Anyway, getting back to the actual song. The next step was to find the right groove then lay down this fun slide guitar part. The rest of the song just flowed out like butter.

Jenn: What!? Selective memory at work. Not butter yet. The first pass didn’t quite jell. (sorry for the food metaphors-but the studio is in the dining room after all!). But there was this really cool bit he had in there and after a bit of “discussion” and “pausing” we decided to build out the cool bit and leave the other bit for another song. <turns out, we do this on most of the songs we write together>

Didier: Now, it’s like butter. The song takes shape and form and the fills and bells and whistles get added.

Jenn: And the cool bass line too.

Didier: That’s about it. We got it done just in time to record the vocals at Studio D before I moved.

sniff,

Jenn & Didier