A reply to a request:
Jenny I Read - By Concrete Blonde
off the album Mexican Moon
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Riff A and Riff B repeat through most of the song, but then
you have a fair bit of distorted guitar, I'm not too sure
About this but I play mostly variations on the two riffs. eg
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those things under the bar are a poor effort at trying to say
push down on the tremolo bar as you strike the notes and then release
I don't know what Jim actually plays, theres a lot of distortion and wah
floating around but it sounds ok.
The chords played over "And all the angry young boys.." gave me trouble
and I dont think I was ever happy with anything I thought might fit, if
anyone works out anything decent, please let me know, for those with no
idea, just mess around with some power chords maybe.
The thing I like most about this song is the lyrics, so here is my
crack at them:
Jenny I Read
Jenny I read, something you said about rock and roll and life and death
Jenny I read they carred you home, broken, beaten, all alone
Oh, Jenny you said, Jenny you thought, give them all that they want,
everything that you got.
Oh, but Jenny, here it's a wicked city when you're young, stupid and pretty.
And all the angry young boys, (and all the angry young girls) \
They're making angry loud noises (????????) / X2
"Jenny" they cried. "Jenny" they screamed. Your picture in every magazine.
Yeah, you wanted it all but the American dream was nothing to write home about.
She was the next big thing, and the telephone was ringing, all the times you
were wined and dined every night.
Then one day it was over and where are you now, I wonder.
And all the angry young boys......
Superstar, thats what you are
And all the angry young boys.......
Behind there fingers,eyes aside, in shocked winking whispers they say
"Its her, it is her, what happened to her?" She knows this and she smiles
for she has the miles and the memories all to herself.
Everything in between then and now, and all her ???? and everything
inbetween now and then. And all they have are pictures, pictures..
boy! that took longer than I anticipated! I had better improve my typing.
More Concrete Blonde tomorrow (time permitting)