TL:DR -Newspaper story inspired me to write a post-punk folk song telling the tale. I rewrote the lyrics the next day. Download/stream here.
As you may have noticed I wrote about the news story concerning the so-called brain-eating amoeba. I also felt the tragic tale deserved a modern, post-punk, folk song as a lament and so I pulled one together in on an otherwise dull morning. Later that evening, I had second thoughts about the original lyrics and rewrote them entirely the following wet morning. The original song became Old Nick is Quick
Old Nick is Quick
I woke up today
As you might have easily guessed
There’s one thing I must say
You might be less than impressed
I read in the news
There was a man with the answers
For shaking off the blues
With a shot he took his chances
He made a pact with a bottle
One more drink, he’s on his way
But, he had forgotten
The liquor’s quick and it made him stay
The girl she had a message
It was hidden in her underwear
The punter paid his money first
And took her in the chair
She shivered at the thought of it
His weapon in her face
Sadly, so the story goes there is no other place
She made a deal with her ego
One more trick, she’s on her way
But, he’s no amigo
The money’s quick and it makes her stay
I woke up this morning
As you might have easily guessed
There’s one thing that I’ve got to say
Aren’t you just a little impressed?
They made a deal off the level
One more trick, they’re on their way
But, they were bedevilled
Old Nick is quick and he makes them stay
To take them away
You can stream or download my new song for free from BandCamp here.
As you have noticed, I used MidJourney to create some artwork although it’s very much modified from the software’s output.
Here are some of the other images my prompts about someone with a hat drinking at an outdoor bar in the desert generated. The prompt was something along the lines of: “A photographically realistic image in the style of album cover designers Hipgnosis. A man sat at a dusty bar in the open air in the desert. There is a bottle on the bar next to a wide-brimmed hat. He holds a glass of whisky in one hand. Also on the bar is an ashtray with a cigarette. The smoke from the cigarette rises up hundreds of feet.
On the horizon is a distant bridge that looks like the Devil’s Gate bridge. He is not a cowboy. No words.” MidJourney was quite free with how it interpreted my prompt, wouldn’t you say?
